Be careful of the road you travel
And wary of its travelers
Be careful at whom you smile
And for who you give your secrets to
Keep your truths and tell your lies
Until the barrier bends
And binds you to one
A poem written in the dark of the night and I still cannot deduce what inspired me to write this. It reminds me of something that should be written on a wooden sign, posted just outside a dark forest. I will keep this poem with me until I finally achieve my life-long dream of becoming a woodland hermit, for perhaps then, this poem will find its true calling.