Someone who starts the path
Paves the way
Keeps you away from wrath
To live another day
The Teacher
Paves the highway
The Preacher
Tells of the only way
Every day I am filled with more stress
Constantly changing positions
Becoming less
Losing permissions
I want to learn more
I want to break free
To open the door
To release me
This participation
Which drove me crazy
This relation
Turned my vision hazy
I need some contacts
I can't see ahead
Everything distracts
I can't follow your lead
I need your hand in mine
Tell me i'm alright
That I'm fine
That I might
Live to see the daybreak
Waiting for this to life
So fake
To taste the steel of a knife
I need to change
To live another day
Cause I have the mange
I want to walk their way
Someone who starts the path
Paves the way
Keeps you away from wrath
To live another day
The Teacher
Paves the highway
The Preacher
Tells of the only way
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My Old Poems (2011)
PoetryJust a compilation of the poems that I wrote in 2011 on my Ipod. I wrote these poems at the time to try and lift my spirit, I knew I needed it then. Enjoy. Become a fan on Facebook if you like it. http://www.facebook.com/Johnhicksbooks :)
