01-13-2007, 10:43 AM
I don't usually write poetry, but in a way, I suppose this one reflects how I feel about where I am now in life. Hope it's enjoyed...
My Way
Standing at the doorway
Of a brand new day
Felling kind of tired,
But I've found my way.
My life is all ahead now,
There's nothing left behind
For this is what I have now,
And my soul I have to find.
Wandered far too long
Within a dreary night,
I thought that I could never
Truly win this fight.
I drew my sword in battle,
And stepped into the day.
I fought my war and won it;
The chance to find my way.
I fought for life now,
From the start.
Won my new day,
Broke my heart.
Found a healer,
Fell to sin,
Lost my wings,
But rose again.
Bright light warm me,
I've found the day
And now I must
Decide my way.
Given my freedom,
Freed my heart,
So now my life
Can truly start.
My Way
Standing at the doorway
Of a brand new day
Felling kind of tired,
But I've found my way.
My life is all ahead now,
There's nothing left behind
For this is what I have now,
And my soul I have to find.
Wandered far too long
Within a dreary night,
I thought that I could never
Truly win this fight.
I drew my sword in battle,
And stepped into the day.
I fought my war and won it;
The chance to find my way.
I fought for life now,
From the start.
Won my new day,
Broke my heart.
Found a healer,
Fell to sin,
Lost my wings,
But rose again.
Bright light warm me,
I've found the day
And now I must
Decide my way.
Given my freedom,
Freed my heart,
So now my life
Can truly start.