It’s been a long journey, but the road twists on ahead
My mind is fairly tired from all the stories that I’ve read.
And through this travail, many troubles I have met.
But none have ever truly my lonesome path set.
While I am young, still in vigor, and brave at heart
I’ll still infuse my words with all the passion of my art.
Yet dark shadows come under a waning sun
Wondering if the battles I’ve fought were ever won.
I despaired then; I thought you loved me not
Saw not my struggles nor the demons that I fought.
How blinded was I under that nocturnal shade!
Not seeing the attempts of conciliation made.
Forgive me now, both friends and parents too,
for the apologies that I’ve said are between far and few.
Adieu, adieu, my arrogance I cast away
For all I expected was an apology’s delay.
Yet it was I at fault all along; my vision clouded, dim
Deaf ears turned upon each resounding hymn
Sung to me, to try and bring some sense in me
I laughed at this, thinking only of that apology.
How foolish I am, how bitter my thoughts
Now, tail between legs, as the lone wolf now trots.
Forgive me, for my expectations were wrong
and now I am sitting here writing this song.
A song of melancholy, depression, and hope
As I hang onto that last inch of rope.
I thought it was your expectations I feared
but how I saw clearly as my last hour neared
that it was my fault and ’twas mine alone
for bitterness and rage did I choose to enthrone.
Within this beating heart, this mortal composition
A mind bleeding poetry is its opposition.
At least it clears the rhythm, the beat
Cooling my head of all of my heat.
The inferno raged within; the blizzard blew out
Hot was my temper and piercing cold my doubt.
Expectations are expected, it’s what we do alive
but hearing forgiveness does make this heart thrive.
I’m sorry that I’ve brought you shame
that I’ve dishonored the family name,
But do forgive me one more time and see
that bright will be my destiny.