Do Not Follow Me To...

Do not follow me to…
Anywhere, because even I do not know where I am headed,

I have taken the road which could lead to a dead end,

I will choose to walk on it, no matter the dirt and muck,

If I am running, let me run, I will go not away, let’s hope…

Do not follow me…

But I know I will want you to hold my hand, without even actually holding,

I need not always turn around to look if you’re there,

But even if I shout with my head straight ahead,

Be my confidence that I’ll receive an echo.

Do not follow me…

Not to show others you were there,

Or to get a social approval for a relation which may never evolve,

I am going to lead myself without you as a reason,

To ever hold me back.

Do not follow me…

Unless you’re too afraid to lose me,

But mind you, I may have been prepared to lose it after all,

When I proceeded to walk away on a crossroad,

Which was an effing difficult choice mate.

Do not follow me…

I may want to head back but I cannot fail,

Let me tread, sprint, fall or crawl,

But if at every instance I’ve thought only of you,

I’ll head back to follow you too!