Often the right way is blocked by the wrong person.

Dead leaves falling away
Taken away by winter's chill
Who could've known that such times
would kill everything we ever knew

I did.

I could feel the moment coming upon us all
when death left goosebumps on the back of my neck
The day will come when you feel it too
and everything you ever loved will turn to stone and crumble under the pressure

The world you know will come falling down and you'll be left in the middle of an abandoned road, no one for miles.
The bitter loneliness that ensues is much more than sadness. You'll be far from pity for yourself, knowing that this day was meant to be. You'll see the world for the brutal reality that it is. Some long for death in this moment, some love. I know that when it happened to me that I was caught up in a flood of utter frustration.

The road is long, though. Best start before night falls. You've reached the crossroads.