I Would Like

I would like one straight path, the end of which is clearly visible.

I wish there were no metaphorical trees on the horizon behind which a life smolders, which I may or may not choose.

I would like to reach my destination without bruises, wounds and bumps that I later recall with pain.

I wish… but sometimes what we want is impossible. Or it is not what we need.

Sometimes it is worth relying on the unknown, But why another scar doesn’t heal?