I’ve strayed from the path.
Assuming there is one.
Assuming that I was ever on the path to begin with.
Some days I am convinced that I am taking
The path less traveled.
I am embarking on a different journey than others.
Other days I have to admit that
There is no path at all.
I am lost in the wilderness and alone.
There is no left, no right.
No fork in the road.
There is no road or path.
I am not sure how I got here.
Or how to get out.
Or where to try to get out to.