Free

II was always alone,
In a world,
Just the universe and me.
Never uttered a word,
If I'd thought out loud
Then the message is…..

Now I know where I'm going to,
I'm fading fast, it never lasted, see.
Now I know what I'm going through,
Monumental chains, refute to let me…

Free,
And I knew this day would come.
Free,
At it's end before it's begun.

How I wish I had known,
All the roads,
That I travelled endlessly,
Wouldn't lead me to 'Rome',
But through dusty trails
And deserted towns.

I don't know where I'm going to,
As I breathe the sigh of my finality.
I don't know what I'm going through,
Is a promise safe as destiny?