Useless Direction
Where to turn, and what to say
your directions wrong, but I obey
In this life, deceit will gain
Many failures, loss of hope
Tired legs, left to mope
Weary I grow, yet trudge through dawn
Must remember, the past is gone
Every hill, getting steeper
Every stumble, leaves me deeper
The hardest path, full of gaps
Faulty directions, with a useless map
The world darkens, now I'm lost
My families life, was the cost
Faith is gone, desperation starts
Mind clears, darkness parts
Suddenly its clear, why this must not end
Nothings left, not one lone friend
On I go, all alone
Reaching the top, the sun has shown
Have I made it through, on my own
Standing tall, success fails
I made it through, my strength prevailed
But through my desperation, I failed to see
With my mind set on winning, no one else was behind me
Here I stand, in all my glory
But no ones left, to tell the story
wrote this after reading "Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came" by Robert Browning