The road is long and not for the faint-hearted It will bend and twist uphill and down Unforgiving and full of pot holes There is no choice on this journey of life You will stumble and fall and at times you will reach a crossroads where sometimes you will stay in neutral Unsure and unknowing You will take the wrong path without question but you will learn from the mistake and carry on to the next junction With experience you will choose wisely There are no shortcuts on this road called life
My instincts screamed at me but I chose not to listen You, opinionated and arrogant Rubbing me the wrong way but charming and smooth with an engaging charm I turned a blind eye Telling myself the positives outweighed the negatives But a bad apple poisons the barrel and we died a slow and painful death
Awakened by thunder on a grey and dreary morning I wished for a blackness to consume me For today there would be no sun with the dawning Another day questioning why this had to be
In the depths of my soul there is a bleakness Where I can often choose to stay and hide The thrill of the anguish suffered in its starkness Excites me, as would a masochist, going to the dark side
I punish myself for the blackness of my heart For I have caused pain to those who loved me There is no shade of grey on this color chart In my jaded life only black, as black as black could be
