Walking for two

Walking for two

Walking down the road.
Never really alone.
Yet not a soul to be seen.
Just me as far as the eyes can see.
No not alone though.
I always have a companion with me.
Two heads are better than one they say.
How about two voices in your head everyday?
One too many or short one?
One tells me the good and pushes me on.
The other tells me the bad and pushes me to fear.
Which one wins today?
Walking down the road never really alone.
Just trying to clear my head for one day.
Trying to shake the thoughts that comes in tandems.
Trying to find the course to navigate between them.
No signs to lead the way forward.
Yet I step anyway.
One voice used to louder than the other.
Back when I didn’t care about any other.
Now the voices both have their say.
Maybe one day it will be only the good one to play.
I don’t know how to turn them off.
I don’t know that I want to turn them off.
Who says it isn’t a good thing?
Does it make me crazy?
Or does it make me sane?
Who knows really?
Not you and not me.
I walk on and on but never alone.