The Inner Path

There are days when i look to the sky,

Throw my hands up and scream why,

Then fall to my knee's and cry,

There are times when the end seems out of sight,

Making this feel like a circular life,

Then bringing many restless night's,

There are moments when it feels good,

The way we all think it should,

Then we close our eyes and remember what we've withstood,

We remember every disaster,

Making our heart beat faster,

Until nothing else seems to matter,

Realizing There are no second chances,

Only a choice for every instance,

And a clouded judgment of patience,

We become cold to those who are close,

Hanging every relationship from a rope,

Until we are alone with no hope,

Then blame everyone else,

For the cards we have dealt,

And watch as our lives melt,

Wondering were we went wrong,

Not realizing it was us all along,

Allowing ourselves to crumble instead of becoming strong,

There are days when i look to the sky,

I begin to remember why,

I worked so hard to fix my life,

There are times when the end seems far,

So i look at we are,

And remember its not that hard,

There are moments when we are sad,

But i look at what we have,

And its really not that bad.