The Path of Life

September 22, 2012
I stare at the road ahead of me,
As the dark sky begins to take the night,
The path ahead seems so deadly,
As the shadows take the light.

I feel my hope begin to slip away,
Despair, desperation, anger, and hate,
My doom lingers, much to my dismay,
and threatening tears seem to seal my fate.

I see this tragedy coming to an end,
and though it terrifies me to admit it,
I don't dread my slow descend,
because death is better than this cold pit.

A chill crawls up my spine,
As I crawl into my deathbed,
but just then all the stars align,
and I can see the light ahead!

The sun shines over the horizon,
and I welcome her wonderful warmth,
The flowers all seem to blossom,
and I once more start my walk north.

Birds begin to chirp and sing,
And I smile as I walk along,
Feelings of happiness begin to cling,
and I realize that I do belong.

The path of life can be an odd thing,
But for every bad time there's a good to match,
So just keep on beaming!
And keep your head on through that rough-patch.

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BlueSunset said...
Oct. 1, 2012 at 8:59 am
Cute piece of work! Good vocabulary, it has a nice touch to it too. Well done, keep it up :-) x
IssaK said...
Sept. 30, 2012 at 9:15 pm
This litterally made me tear up a bit...don't really know why...I guess I've had some experience with hope dying out ya know?
bagley777 replied...
Sept. 30, 2012 at 11:02 pm
Aww! As a poet, I couldn't as for anything more.(: I hope everything turned out okay for you.
IssaK replied...
Oct. 1, 2012 at 4:59 pm
Thanks. So far everything is good:)
deepoceanblue said...
Sept. 30, 2012 at 6:21 pm
Oh my gosh... wierd. I have one really similar to this. Great job! :)  
bagley777 replied...
Sept. 30, 2012 at 7:08 pm
Thanks a ton!(: I appreciate the feedback!
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