To Where, I Go Poem by Oscar Robles

Tomorrow I fly away to get back home
Although right now a place unknown
My mind is blank and my feelings dead
A coffin with you and me
Flowing down a river of red
A place of solace is what I need
To remove the memories of you and me
A stroll through the mountains
Amongst the valleys and pines
Pen and paper in hand
New thoughts in mind
Live off the land
For God's treat
Catch a little fish
So that I may eat
Walk for miles up and down
Devouring Mother Nature's land
Try not to think of you
When I once had your hand
Feeling sometimes not to return
To stay away from it all
There's somewhere a plan for me
Which one day resolves it all