Path Home

Path Home

                Path Home

Waking through a dark misguided world,
Seems always up hill, ever a struggle to carry on,
Why always the difficult journey, this need to continue,

Like a child lost in the wilderness, I cry for help as I fall,
Here long gone my dreams, my hopes, my joyous soul,
This pitch-black wood weighs down my tired heart,
I so need this dark path come to an end,

Before me I spy a dim light shining down on my horizon,
What is this spark in my existence, dare I hope again,
I hear the calling, long promised love reaching out,
Intuition inside, must heed this beckoning call,

Perhaps my answer, my path of the return to felicity and joy,
Hesitation in confusion, so frozen in fear and uncertainty,
I’m searching within for answers, brow wet in sweat,
No-one to ask aid, none to reach out to,

I must, will answer the call, I take my first step home…

easy…

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