I navigate the trails of loneliness with no stars to guide my way.
I have but myself and two in an effort to find a new day.
I have but my offender, and the face I can’t remember.

Let us start with the former, as formality dictates,
And show how I passed to my misery through these gates.
A shining light spotted at a glance,
Gives my life meaning and assures me there’s still a chance.
I follow this star as any right mind would,
In search of love, happiness, relief, and good.

And this star did not disappoint, She gave me light and poise.
Never did She let me down, and gave me endless joys.
But the worst darkness that there is is the one given by the light.
I never did think that my day would turn to night.
The bright ray was indeed bright, but a reflection from an inadvertent sword.
A blade that marveled me with its beauty, but still had a silent roar.
The point gave me life, and, having done that part,
Turned right around, and stabbed me, through the heart.
I pull the sword from my chest, but still can’t put it down.
My light may have hurt me, but without it I will drown.
In knowing this, and standing by my side,
She helps me through the misery, and in whom I can still confide.
She won’t hold my hand, but She won’t leave me to rot.
Such is a friendship about whom I will never say, “I forgot”

And the other traveling near is one that I once met,
One I can’t remember, but one I can’t forget.
Not much to say of her involvement other than she was there,
But she was a friend of the light, and did indeed care.
I only ever saw her once, and being so long ago,
I can’t remember exactly what she looks like, but on this boat, she rows.

I walk the road of oblivion with no reason to journey on.
I try and search, and look and cry, but my home is still to find.
My world is gone and dead, and I am lost within my mind.
I walk on a path of burning embers,
With none but my offender, and the face I can’t remember