Never ending path
No end in sight
Just a dark, empty tunnel
Leading to a small, distant light.
Whenever I try to run
I don't move nor advance
I am stomping in repeating steps;
A repeating, running-in-place dance.
I stop trying and sit down
Disturbed with annoyance
That I am not succeeding
In my only chance.
Have I done something wrong?
Is this a sign?
On this never ending path
Was there an end of the line?
I'm not passing the line –
Was I not destined to?
Should I do something with my past?
Like correct and undo?
In the world that is behind me,
I was bad and unkind
I wasn't thinking of others
In my messed up mind.
I didn't treat others nicely
I did bad things everyday
I got in trouble for many things
So that's why I've ran away.
I should fix those moments
And replace the sinful sins with sinless
Change the course of my history
So then I can have another chance.
But should I run, though I tried?
Will I even move?
Should I look upon the things in my old life?
That I needed to improve?
No turning back
I need to try
To put things straight
So then I can run into the light.
I stand up on stone
I'm being consumed in hopeful fire
I need to get out of this darkness
And be who I desire.
I close my eyes
And take a deep breath
I know I can do this
So then I can take a step.
My mind is filled with evil memories

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Finding My Way Home
ПоэзияThis is a poem about overcoming sin and finding the way home to true destiny. I am religious so I love making stories and poems such as this one that have a weaved gospel doctrine lesson in them ;) Enjoy!