Life is a constant prolonging road leading in various paths.
Going foward while looking back brings me to a hault.
The new allusion of a adventure forces me walk foward;
while my doubts holds me back.
Should I or should I not walk this path?
Years of doubt only makes it harder for me to move foward, while
the past seems better but inside the future appears seems bright.
Should I take the risk and continue foward or run back to a never ending comfort...
Or walk foward with caution....