Peace is on the other side of the road - need to cross the road

               
                    Peace is on the other side of the road.

My road is thrashed and tinted,
But i have to walk till it gets glinted,


My road is having lot of heat,
I cannot find a shade for my burning feet,


The footpath is also falling apart,
Here comes off the paint that once made it a path,


While i walk my feet itched,
I realized i was barefooted and ditched,

Now the decision lies on my hand,
To walk this road or to amend,


Or to take a short cut and skip this road,
May be peace lies on the other side of the road,


As the journey gets difficult,
Is the walk even significant ?


From pressure and grief,
I need to find a breathe of some relief....