YouTookTooMuchMan

I just couldn’t accept what was real, what it seems, was mine that I had to steal, from the god’s perfect grasp. It was all too fast, everything moved right past; me. I wrapped my arms around, needless to say there was nothing, not even a sound, that amounted to anything close to the truth. My mind was convinced that my future was forsooth and foretold and that it must not be this. I couldn’t accept the perfectness.

All I know, is what I have left to show. An afterglow, never again white as snow. Whether I am better or worse, who knows? I can tell you that I am at least wiser now, now that it is over.

Everything has collapsed around me, through no fault but my own. I know what I must do, and I know I must leave my home. In search of a stone, a solid place where I can finally stand firm and quit this race.

The negativity drowns out almost everything else, inside my head it beats a thousand bells creating a thousand hells. BUT after all is said and done, when I open my eyes to the day just begun: I remember old lines and the hope from within that shines; in me. Small though it may be, yes, there is hope in me. You probably will rarely ever see, but it is there nonetheless and all that matters is that it is real to me. It is my light, the hope that ill yet solve this plight.

So, in fading light where all is naught but shadow, know that I will keep on and if I seem sad, oh, I may be, but feel free to carry on with me. Me, you, them, us, we, can keep on together until all is weathered.

“So hold your head up high and know
It’s not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home
At the end of the road
You’ll find what you’ve been longing for
You’ll find what you’ve been longing for at the end of the road
I know ‘cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home…” - Underoath