ramblings

Is it wrong to want to be happy?
Is it wrong to have expectations?

I do not want the nightmares to translate to real life
I worry
Confused, wondering
But there is nowhere to turn
My choice is mine and mine alone
The path I tread, no one leads me
Someone is far behind me

I need to stop, retrace my steps
Or just stop. stop.
Or just go. Go.
Go far away where its too late to regret.