Never Knows

Never knows which way,
The road is always changing,
The path is clouded by
Dust.
No where does it lead,
Maybe that’s for the best,
Because, doesn’t it hurts more
When one actually knows
Where it goes.
You leave yourself wide open
Tender to the world.
Better to be blind,
It hurts less, they say,
Anyway,
Nothing to see,
Even less to hurt.
Doesn’t that make more sense.

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A way to see the world that has time and again "stomped" on me. That is probably the most blunt I can get about this peoem. When you get hurt so much, sometimes it's better not to see what's coming next.

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