Yet the one I want, the one I feel in my soul is right for me has been barricaded so I can not pass. This path I have so long followed and cherished has been barred to me so another may travel it. The only other path I feel I can take is at the top of a lonely barren cliff. I must travel up this hard and grueling obstacle before I can continue on. I sit and sob by the side of the road.
People pass, but few stop to help.
The ones that do can do nothing to ease the pain. I am the only one that can. I must pull myself together and continue on. But I can not stand, even if I want to. I sit there in the dirt hoping that the one path I cannot traverse will open to me again, but I know that it is shut from me.