story of my life
I'm not a quarter through life journey and the path in front of me has grown dark, with no candle I travel through life lost... lost in complete darkness. Do I give up? Or do I wander in darkness? I try desperately to light my torch, but with no avail... my torch only embers. With thee ember of my torch the darkness see's my place, and all that reside in it laugh at me. For they see my place... They know I am far from where I need to go. They see the dangers before I. They laugh as I cry. Cry out in vain, no one extends their hand out to mine. I am alone, amongst all in the dark, I've never been in such a populated place, how can it be that in such population I remain alone. Alone I walk this path, this path is mine, no one knows its shame, nor knows its pain, to them its all a simple game with a master creator, and ruler of evil. I must find something, I see a shining light, I reach for it, it gets further away, further and further still, I reach this light. It is a small smoldering flame, I set my torch to it, its flame catches and in the darkness the fire burns bright I look with my new fire and see. See a path before me, this path I will travel, I wonder how this story will unravel...