I am done

I am at the end of the road.I do not know what is of me or what is in me.What i think or feel seem so foreign to me.At a cliff and falling is just a tip of an iceberg_falling for a good or bad reason.I cannot stop from walking even if it means going back all the way to the start.I have no time to waste but i have all time to retrace my steps and think about my life once again.