I was on the same road,

for quite some time.

Many turns it had,

but I didn't mind.

The road was my meaning,

with travellers I befriended,

and I drove it with love,

never thought it would end.

So when the crossroad came,

I stopped in surprise,

on one turn it was a tunnel,

leading to a new road, new highs.

Full of opportunities it was,

new adventures it held,

but for the new dreams the old ones must die,

so to stay I was compelled.

To stay in one place means you don't move,

but the tunnel is scary and dark,

and you don't exactly know what awaits you,

will it ignite the real spark.

I guess no one knows what new roads bring,

will you know the way,

but you have to have faith you’ll find it,

if not alone with the help of a friend.

So I will step inside the tunnel,

in between two roads is hard place to be,

it is full of unknowns and fears,

but it is needed to find new parts of me.

Be sure when it is time to leave,

staying doesn’t mean you stay the same.

You can become the shadow of yourself,

Moving on the same road with extinguished flame.

So take a breath, make a move,

You don’t know where it will lead,

but just think of possibilities,

and step into the tunnel with me.