Metaphorical

I did it on a whim 
The situation was so grim 
I just took the first chance 
And I ran away with it 
 
Later on I came to understand 
That I can only feel as much pleasure 
As I do pain 
So I made my peace with it 
 
I guess you could suppose 
That I have some things to do 
What the heart is full of 
The mouth flows over with 
 
Set aside for the commotion 
I actually dislike the notion 
Of standing in the street preaching 
But I want to say something honestly 
 
If you could simulate me 
Then I think I could do you 
And so there is this notion of 
Some kind of work completing 
 
I got away when I could 
It flows with milk and honey here 
Though nothing ever lasts forever 
Time melts away what you would hold dear 
 
And so we come to the end of all things 
There and back again is a hobbit's tale 
The difference is the fictional characters 
Though here we might claim them the same

Long Story