My Legs Won't Take Me Where My Head Goes

Its the only reason I'm alive. 

August might take me there.

Or my legs will take me past. 

Over the edge. The middle of the road.

My feet are planted still. 

Away from home. In a ditch somewhere. 

My legs brought me back.  

I can't see a future.

My legs keep walking. 

I don't know where we're going. It feels like nowhere, 

but they don't take me where I want to go. 

I'm stuck.

We keep going.

 

We keep going.