The Inevitable.

When we look back, How times have changed. What used to be, And what will come again. The paths we have chosen, The routes we will follow, Our personal journeys, Each to their own. There is more to come, It’s a lifetime of changes, But time flies quickly. But what happens when it becomes inevitable, The idea of growing old, Knowing the older you get, The more you lose. For some reason, When I’m looking forward, It scares me. I get a feeling in my gut, Pain, I feel nauseas. But I know these things happen, And life moves on, But I can’t help but think about forty years from now. And the path I have chosen.