The city lights fade in the rearview mirror,
As I trace the path of whispered dreams,
Leaving behind the echoes of laughter,
And the comfort of familiar streets.

Each mile a step towards the unknown,
A journey forged in the fires of hope,
The horizon a canvas yet to be painted,
With the colors of possibility and fear.

Memories cling like autumn leaves,
Their hues fading but never lost,
A bittersweet symphony of yesterday,
Playing softly in the corridors of my mind.

As the road stretches into the distance,
I embrace the promise of new beginnings,
Carrying with me the essence of home,
And the courage to carve a new destiny.