UNCHARTED.

"No words, my tears won't make any room for more 

and it don't hurt like anything I've ever felt before, this is

no broken hearts, 

no familliar scar

  this territory goes UNCHARTED." 

I'm not sure of the path that I'm taking. There's no assurance of victory in this road. People, trees, signs, road and air are all exotic. Never before seen things that might change my life. The change is unknown. It's a blur in the end. Are they enemies or friends, That I do not know. My bags are zipped, and the green is in my wallet. Whether I like it or not, I'm riding the bus to a place UNCHARTED.