What do you do,
when the path ahead,
is filled with thorns,
and may never lead anywhere?

What do you do,
when all that is behind,
is a gaping hole,
the abyss called despair?

Do you move forward,
and hope for the best?
Believe a false hope,
that may only end with darkness?

Or do you give up?
Let yourself fall,
and be engulfed completely,
by the empty never-ending hopelessness?

But then isn't it better,
to have hope,
even if the journey is harsh and not easy,
even when the ending unknown?

Even if the results may be unkind,
and the aftermath painful.
Isn't that better than to be left in the sadness,
cold, alone, and hollow

It's time I throw in the towel, I am getting way too older
Please, don't give me a second wind, I just don't want to go it alone
Oh, hear this, my Solid Rock, I don't even have a leg to stand on
In these troubled waters, I need no more words as actions speak louder

Why am I left here in this bind, with a red heart so black and blue
I was told, that I was meant to shine, was it over mine or your head
Better I leave this dead horse here, here on the other side of my bed
Now I have shrunken too much, I guess I was just meant for someone's boot