The Path

Close your eyes.

They are blind compared

to the desires you had.

I see people in disguise,

sharing hate they gave breath

through the misunderstood love thread….

Banish my own soul to exile,

condemned for anxiety and expectation.

My mind struggles and runs endless miles,

in need of water for my dryness, my salvation…

My feet burn from the heated floor,

trying to find that celestial door,

the one which holds my only answer.

I think I’ve touched its knock before

but can’t remember how it feels anymore…I need to feel it, I need to walk faster!

It’s nowhere… Not a single trace all around!

And here I remain, forgotten and forsaken…

But there’s still path where there’s ground,

and still hope to be found.

That’s the path I’ve taken.