PATH
PATH
You said my life is hay,
Not worth a penny to pay!
Oh, you’re right!
I’m a mellow guy,
and all i knew is to cry…
You drew me to the thorny forest.
Spilling my lifeblood,
slicing my flesh out,
hit by the stones you threw,
I limped through the dirt in the fiery dark,
Yelling for help!
Nothing,
but some helpless gaze from familiar faces!
Fell into the hidden traps,
lost all hope ,
Still crawled through the mud,
in an overwhelming pain into the endless dark,
longing for an helping hand!
At-last!
Few strange hands lifted me up,
swept my tears,
dressed my wounds,
that’s where I’ve reached now
to see the people who i missed,
the people who knew the pain,
the people who knew what’s love!