Tuesday, November 1, 2011

The end, the beginning,
all start with us,
wondering if we are what is left behind.
So take a step back,
Take time and your mind back,
Until you feel alright.
Up ahead, the dream, a goal,
I can't see it,
I can't find it,
But I know I'll be alive,
At the end of the road,
With joy in my soul,
With no sad little pauses,
The dream shall be real,
My happiness shall be real.
All this time I walk,
Wondering what I leave behind,
And now, I'm out of the box,
With no walls around,
With nothing to run away from,
This day is real,
This time is real.
The end of trials are near,
Soon, all hopes shall be real.