I’ll take whatever path I want, and nobody’s gonna stop me.
Andriano
A path is a part of a journey. It is what you take your steps on to reach your destination. A path is an enabler of achieving a greater good, or unleashing the worst to the rest of the world. A path is your lifetime.
Hana
leading dirt in the middle of nowhere like ddeath. not knowing. bounds guide you as you walk, run, skip. everyone walks them not know all knowing where they are going. everysecond of everyday you are on one. the repetition can
Shaya
am i on the right path, and if i am, then where do i go next?
I like small paths, hidden and filled with green. paths not taken by many and not forgotten by any that come in contact with it.
edw
Rosie walked down the trampled path with her shoulders hunched over, staring at the ground. The forest encased her, its dark arms seeming to reach out and try to grab her, to tear her off the small path made by animals and her family, and engulf her into it’s midst. She heard a branch snap, and squeaked with surprise.
It was only a rabbit, she told herself, stop over reacting. It was only a rabbit. Even though she knew that, she pulled her red coat closer to her chest, and clutched her basket of food tighter. Her grandmother needed her to bring the food, as she was too sick to get it herself.
Again, surprise overcome her as she heard a wolf howl, a little too close for comfort. She jumped and nearly dropped her basket, but before she could gather her thoughts completely, she started to run. She didn’t want the wolf to come too close and try to talk to her, or worse, eat her.
Becca
the path was always open but it was hard to find for the certain people. those people never wanted to believe that something unbearable could take place, and they never wanted to imagine the ones they love wanting to escape. the paths we take negate our emotions.
jennifer
I walk alone
Nobody beside me
Nobody waiting at home
I walk alone
The ground on my feet
The sky in my hair
I walk alone
Nobody to pester
Or bother my drone
I walk alone
The only way
To know me
Is on my own
I walk alone
paisley
the path that drove me to your eyes is filled with tears and filth.
Sandra Arau Esquivel
I wondered where the path would lead. Was I brave enough to follow it, going to places that I had only heard of, or perhaps even further to places that I had never dreamed.
The path I found after walking it for longer than I could remember had forks, and as I continued I had taken so many turns that I knew that I would never find my way back home, and so looked forward and continued. Down the path.
M
I went down the path of regret. I was met with so many things, great and small. It was painful. It was beautiful. I hated and loved every minute of it. I saw trees that made of forests that made up worlds of love and pain. I saw things I never want to forget and probably never will. It helps that I don’t know where I was going. I never will.
Kathleen
the path that you took was a seperate one that me. it was one that led you astray, away from all that made you you and all of the people that loved you. I still think about that path and how things would be if we had remained on the same one. would things be diffrent, better?
laura
…to righteousness leads through a pleasantly warm, well-lit campfire circle of bliss, easy revelations and clowns. The good kind. Never mind that “dark woods and dangerous trails” business.
chris
oh no
the path to my lord
is steep and forever worth it
if my worship leads me to the fire
no alteration in my adoration should be produced,
instructs the Bab, the Promised One of all ages…
I shall worship him for his sake (the Bab)
thank you for love
a female majnun
what about oneword? I could say so many things in one word, but then i would lose the perfection of the simple sentences. So i could say everything, but i really wouldn’t be saying anything in one word.
palito
I follow the path that leads wherever I want, through the woods or through my mind. It has blooms along the way that I can choose to pick or leave behind. The scents are many and varied, some of which I fall in love with, others I leave in odiferous disdain.
steven graver
i walked down a path that i did not know where it led. i just walked and walked down that path waiting for something to find me. that something never came and never came as i walked down that path. finally one day i stopped walking down that path. and here i am sitting on the path wondering why i stopped
kyle bloom
the path to the house was filled with weeds and vines which covered the walkway. i coul dn’t hear anything but understood that i must go up this path to get to my sister. she was hiding somewhere in the house. i knew she was in there because of the phone call i received 20 minutes ago. the only thing that stood between me and her was this path.
halpin
A path is an undescribable place. It is not destined for anyone to go there, it is necessary for one to folloe a path. A path is my life, bumpy yet adventurous.
Larissa
There is no one path, of course, that’s old news. There are billions upon billions, but that’s the thing isn’t it? Thats the only thing worth discovering, just how many paths you can take in your lifetime, or to get to one thing, how many ways can you do it? And then pick the best one, it’s the only thing that makes sence: to utilize the only things life gives you.
haylee
the path is going towards something, something interesting. at the end of the path, who knows what could be there. something mysterious? something dangerous? if we make our way down this unknown path, we may find what we truly desire, or possibly what we truly hate. only one way to find out. walk the path.
a.burke
where do i go in life? i wonder often about the choices i make and the path it will lead me. sometimes while im walking through the park on an actual path. beneath the trees, the shadows dancing ont he sidewalk, the sun peaking through. and then i realize. THIS is my path. right now. im on it… im LIVING life at this moment. its all there is, right now.
dmg
we used to, me and my bestfriend walk down a path. thinking about nothing and just enjoying being there. we used to do that all the time, now that i think about it, we never do anymore. i miss it.
grace
The sneakers were worn flat on the bottom-slick, no grip, dusty, with a hole in teh toe. Well-loved. They had carried me on many poths, up steep mountains, across muddy rivers, another step, and another step.
They made a satisfying clank at the bottom of the trashcan.
“Time for a new chapter in my life,” I said.
me again
I am following someone, trying to choose. I want to choose, but I am lost. I don’t know where to go. I don’t know where to turn. I pray often at night to find direction, but I keep getting the dead end. I often follow a trail to no where. I am taking a journey to find my soul, but I don’t know where to begin. I need guidance to steer me in the right direction.
simorah
The path was long and winding. There was a a kind of spooky aura about it. What would it lead to? Something mysterious? Or something common? There was only one way to find out. And so, I set out on a journey.
chelsea.
I snapped back to reality after what seemed like hours but was mere minutes. There was a distinct chill in the cubicle and a distant sound of dripping water. I had pins and needles in my ass and legs. My phone rang.
Dwight Edingsburg
the path i am on is the one i have made, the path leads to enlightenment and joy, the path is the right road to take in all situations, the path is the greatest gift ever given, to know your path in life is a blessing to be aware of, I know I am on the path to greater things, greater experiences and greater insights, the path is universal, the path the road less traveled, stay on the path
omitunde
everyone walks the path they have choosen. what do you do, when you are half way down your path, and realize you should have taken the other way? can you turn around and go back to the last fork? take the other option? if you do, what becomes of the experiences you had on the path you’re on?
erin
I was walking by myself, smelling the air, feeling the sun. I felt the small rocks scurry underfoot as I turned the corner and looked past the hedge that was accompnaying my trip thus far. Now in from of me was a vast field of lavender. I could see by the bent and broken plants that someone had been there before.
Sarah
the path before her feet was sandy and moving with the faint rustle of life…
fall was coming, she could smell it in the air
fire, and death and the beginning of the rot, but this night was still green.
Zoe
As I walked down the dark lonely path, I caught a whiff of apple pies. Now I dont know why I was smelling apple pies but it sure did stink the delectable stench of that delicious and sugary dessert.
Cory
fabulous, only one more trail to get lost on. Yet i felt my feet inching forward. Further and further into the forest my body crept. I felt like i had a force pushing behind me, nudging me along this path.
molly
further and further, stretching down into the deepest depth of the trees around you. The path winds and bends as if trying to wrap around you and consume your thoughts, your hea
jesse lindhorst
The path turned and twisted as he went farther down.
“Are you almost done?” yelled jacobs teacher. “I have to leave!”
“just a few more minutes sir.” he replied “The pen tool froze up on me again.”
“graphics is bullshit” he muttered as he printed the poster for the track meet and rolled out the door.
qadir
was leading me down. down to the tunnel where i could only see a speck of light shining and glinting of the edge of the metal. I think i’ll go, said my inner thought…but what am i to do. if i go i’ll never be able to see marybeth again…if i stay i’ll be forced to live in this wretched place.
molly
What path will you take? Each of us has that “y” in the road, that decision that somehow, we believe will change the rest of our lives. Then, there are some of us who.
Joe D
the path infront of me was a hard one. ShouId I give up on him, or shouId i continue to fight for him. for LOVE? i hope i can do this, but which choice is the right choice, i think i SHOULD just wait, maybe i cant, maybe i need time 2 think, yes think, for he can wait for me, or can he?
Kristina
I was on a path to nowhere. It’s a wonderful way to find out where you really are.
I was equip with a little food, a little water and a sleeping bag shaped like my body that someone gave me as a present.
I read entirely too much and identify my life too much with the people about whom i read. it would be good to go to a place where nothing applies and i face no one but myself
kath
this is something u walk on and jog on. you can walk your dog on it and fight on it. it can be slippery and wet from rain.it has to be a walk way sort of thing. that is what this is. u can play and walk on it. shout and laugh on it. this is a path.thanks for ur time path.
gina
i have my own path in life i think that you can always choose your own path and it is hard to get lost in a forest with only one path i mean really if there is one path it has to end somewhere and its not going to be the forest. If you really thought about it really hard i bet you would find that the path you choose in life is your correct path. I think that in the future i will definitely think that way. I always hoped that i will choose the right way to go.
Am I going down the right path?
Fuck it.
I’ll take whatever path I want, and nobody’s gonna stop me.
A path is a part of a journey. It is what you take your steps on to reach your destination. A path is an enabler of achieving a greater good, or unleashing the worst to the rest of the world. A path is your lifetime.
leading dirt in the middle of nowhere like ddeath. not knowing. bounds guide you as you walk, run, skip. everyone walks them not know all knowing where they are going. everysecond of everyday you are on one. the repetition can
am i on the right path, and if i am, then where do i go next?
I like small paths, hidden and filled with green. paths not taken by many and not forgotten by any that come in contact with it.
Rosie walked down the trampled path with her shoulders hunched over, staring at the ground. The forest encased her, its dark arms seeming to reach out and try to grab her, to tear her off the small path made by animals and her family, and engulf her into it’s midst. She heard a branch snap, and squeaked with surprise.
It was only a rabbit, she told herself, stop over reacting. It was only a rabbit. Even though she knew that, she pulled her red coat closer to her chest, and clutched her basket of food tighter. Her grandmother needed her to bring the food, as she was too sick to get it herself.
Again, surprise overcome her as she heard a wolf howl, a little too close for comfort. She jumped and nearly dropped her basket, but before she could gather her thoughts completely, she started to run. She didn’t want the wolf to come too close and try to talk to her, or worse, eat her.
the path was always open but it was hard to find for the certain people. those people never wanted to believe that something unbearable could take place, and they never wanted to imagine the ones they love wanting to escape. the paths we take negate our emotions.
I walk alone
Nobody beside me
Nobody waiting at home
I walk alone
The ground on my feet
The sky in my hair
I walk alone
Nobody to pester
Or bother my drone
I walk alone
The only way
To know me
Is on my own
I walk alone
the path that drove me to your eyes is filled with tears and filth.
I wondered where the path would lead. Was I brave enough to follow it, going to places that I had only heard of, or perhaps even further to places that I had never dreamed.
The path I found after walking it for longer than I could remember had forks, and as I continued I had taken so many turns that I knew that I would never find my way back home, and so looked forward and continued. Down the path.
I went down the path of regret. I was met with so many things, great and small. It was painful. It was beautiful. I hated and loved every minute of it. I saw trees that made of forests that made up worlds of love and pain. I saw things I never want to forget and probably never will. It helps that I don’t know where I was going. I never will.
the path that you took was a seperate one that me. it was one that led you astray, away from all that made you you and all of the people that loved you. I still think about that path and how things would be if we had remained on the same one. would things be diffrent, better?
…to righteousness leads through a pleasantly warm, well-lit campfire circle of bliss, easy revelations and clowns. The good kind. Never mind that “dark woods and dangerous trails” business.
oh no
the path to my lord
is steep and forever worth it
if my worship leads me to the fire
no alteration in my adoration should be produced,
instructs the Bab, the Promised One of all ages…
I shall worship him for his sake (the Bab)
thank you for love
what about oneword? I could say so many things in one word, but then i would lose the perfection of the simple sentences. So i could say everything, but i really wouldn’t be saying anything in one word.
I follow the path that leads wherever I want, through the woods or through my mind. It has blooms along the way that I can choose to pick or leave behind. The scents are many and varied, some of which I fall in love with, others I leave in odiferous disdain.
i walked down a path that i did not know where it led. i just walked and walked down that path waiting for something to find me. that something never came and never came as i walked down that path. finally one day i stopped walking down that path. and here i am sitting on the path wondering why i stopped
the path to the house was filled with weeds and vines which covered the walkway. i coul dn’t hear anything but understood that i must go up this path to get to my sister. she was hiding somewhere in the house. i knew she was in there because of the phone call i received 20 minutes ago. the only thing that stood between me and her was this path.
A path is an undescribable place. It is not destined for anyone to go there, it is necessary for one to folloe a path. A path is my life, bumpy yet adventurous.
There is no one path, of course, that’s old news. There are billions upon billions, but that’s the thing isn’t it? Thats the only thing worth discovering, just how many paths you can take in your lifetime, or to get to one thing, how many ways can you do it? And then pick the best one, it’s the only thing that makes sence: to utilize the only things life gives you.
the path is going towards something, something interesting. at the end of the path, who knows what could be there. something mysterious? something dangerous? if we make our way down this unknown path, we may find what we truly desire, or possibly what we truly hate. only one way to find out. walk the path.
where do i go in life? i wonder often about the choices i make and the path it will lead me. sometimes while im walking through the park on an actual path. beneath the trees, the shadows dancing ont he sidewalk, the sun peaking through. and then i realize. THIS is my path. right now. im on it… im LIVING life at this moment. its all there is, right now.
we used to, me and my bestfriend walk down a path. thinking about nothing and just enjoying being there. we used to do that all the time, now that i think about it, we never do anymore. i miss it.
The sneakers were worn flat on the bottom-slick, no grip, dusty, with a hole in teh toe. Well-loved. They had carried me on many poths, up steep mountains, across muddy rivers, another step, and another step.
They made a satisfying clank at the bottom of the trashcan.
“Time for a new chapter in my life,” I said.
I am following someone, trying to choose. I want to choose, but I am lost. I don’t know where to go. I don’t know where to turn. I pray often at night to find direction, but I keep getting the dead end. I often follow a trail to no where. I am taking a journey to find my soul, but I don’t know where to begin. I need guidance to steer me in the right direction.
The path was long and winding. There was a a kind of spooky aura about it. What would it lead to? Something mysterious? Or something common? There was only one way to find out. And so, I set out on a journey.
I snapped back to reality after what seemed like hours but was mere minutes. There was a distinct chill in the cubicle and a distant sound of dripping water. I had pins and needles in my ass and legs. My phone rang.
the path i am on is the one i have made, the path leads to enlightenment and joy, the path is the right road to take in all situations, the path is the greatest gift ever given, to know your path in life is a blessing to be aware of, I know I am on the path to greater things, greater experiences and greater insights, the path is universal, the path the road less traveled, stay on the path
everyone walks the path they have choosen. what do you do, when you are half way down your path, and realize you should have taken the other way? can you turn around and go back to the last fork? take the other option? if you do, what becomes of the experiences you had on the path you’re on?
I was walking by myself, smelling the air, feeling the sun. I felt the small rocks scurry underfoot as I turned the corner and looked past the hedge that was accompnaying my trip thus far. Now in from of me was a vast field of lavender. I could see by the bent and broken plants that someone had been there before.
the path before her feet was sandy and moving with the faint rustle of life…
fall was coming, she could smell it in the air
fire, and death and the beginning of the rot, but this night was still green.
As I walked down the dark lonely path, I caught a whiff of apple pies. Now I dont know why I was smelling apple pies but it sure did stink the delectable stench of that delicious and sugary dessert.
fabulous, only one more trail to get lost on. Yet i felt my feet inching forward. Further and further into the forest my body crept. I felt like i had a force pushing behind me, nudging me along this path.
further and further, stretching down into the deepest depth of the trees around you. The path winds and bends as if trying to wrap around you and consume your thoughts, your hea
The path turned and twisted as he went farther down.
“Are you almost done?” yelled jacobs teacher. “I have to leave!”
“just a few more minutes sir.” he replied “The pen tool froze up on me again.”
“graphics is bullshit” he muttered as he printed the poster for the track meet and rolled out the door.
was leading me down. down to the tunnel where i could only see a speck of light shining and glinting of the edge of the metal. I think i’ll go, said my inner thought…but what am i to do. if i go i’ll never be able to see marybeth again…if i stay i’ll be forced to live in this wretched place.
What path will you take? Each of us has that “y” in the road, that decision that somehow, we believe will change the rest of our lives. Then, there are some of us who.
the path infront of me was a hard one. ShouId I give up on him, or shouId i continue to fight for him. for LOVE? i hope i can do this, but which choice is the right choice, i think i SHOULD just wait, maybe i cant, maybe i need time 2 think, yes think, for he can wait for me, or can he?
I was on a path to nowhere. It’s a wonderful way to find out where you really are.
I was equip with a little food, a little water and a sleeping bag shaped like my body that someone gave me as a present.
I read entirely too much and identify my life too much with the people about whom i read. it would be good to go to a place where nothing applies and i face no one but myself
this is something u walk on and jog on. you can walk your dog on it and fight on it. it can be slippery and wet from rain.it has to be a walk way sort of thing. that is what this is. u can play and walk on it. shout and laugh on it. this is a path.thanks for ur time path.
i have my own path in life i think that you can always choose your own path and it is hard to get lost in a forest with only one path i mean really if there is one path it has to end somewhere and its not going to be the forest. If you really thought about it really hard i bet you would find that the path you choose in life is your correct path. I think that in the future i will definitely think that way. I always hoped that i will choose the right way to go.