The Path

For there is only one thing that fills my thoughts.

It baffles me still, and leaves me feeling empty.

It tramples my hope and leaves me naked and cold.

It cuts me deeper than steel and leaves me bloody and dying with wounds that will never heal.

It led me astray and will never lead me back to anywhere.

It defines me and molds me, yet leaves me confused and tears me apart.

It is not death nor pain nor despair.

It is not hate or even greed.

It is not the hearts love or even the suffering cloaked in rejection.

It is not bitterness nor is it grief.

and it does not take the shape of torment or tribulation.

Even almighty wealth has not attained this loftiest honor.

It is all encompassing life,

And even as I stumble down this broken path my footsteps echo into eternity, dampened only by the shadows of my own mistakes.

I search through my past journeys for a sense of direction,
but all is blurry and fading.

And while I long for doors to fulfillment all i seem to see are exit signs,
painted blood red.

I find i never leave the place where I started and will never get to the place that I’m going, unless that place is here.

…O god… I hope that place isn’t here…

The Path

genuinedoc

Joined November 2007

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The path we all walk, trip and fall down.

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