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Author: pupdawg66
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Spiritual - Reviews: 4 - Published: 04-15-07 - Updated: 04-15-07 - Complete - id:2347186

THE JOURNEY HOME

I see this broken road before me

I see a broken heart that's haunted me before

Now I move real slow, without the courage to keep moving

I bear no purpose in life anymore

There's a shadow standing behind me

There's an angel looming above my head

And as the devil urges me to come down below to see him

I fall to my knees, to be left for dead

I feel no pain as the world falls upon me

I feel no anger as I am beaten and spit upon

There's no room for me on this vacant stretch of land

This road I'm on will always be too long

I hear nothing, to the world I am invisible

I hear no calls or cries, so here I am, alone

Do I mean nothing to anyone, or am I hidden in my sorrow

Now all I wanna do is find my way back home

As I rise to my feet, all regrets and sins are forgotten

All my pains and weaknesses, leave as I tread on

As I stride on forth, I see a brighter future

I must be strong tonight, and step into the dawn

I have the courage now, to do the impossible

I have the will and might to do what I must do

I am older now, but so I am the wiser

It's freedom I was searching for, and I have broken through



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