Life

When it's so dark I can't see the light nor tell the night from day.

When I'm so lost even when I see the path I can't seem to find my way

How do I live

More importantly, what is life.

Is it breathing, eating, a nine to five?

Is it bleeding, sleeping, waiting to die?

As I traverse the unknown unknowns how can I say I know where I'm headed.

As I rehearse the script I've laid out how can I say I know where my head is.

When the almighty betrays your prayers who can you turn to.

When a giant is made to feel tiny who can you run to.

As the fallen angel coax you into it's sweet embrace, why turn away when it's the only warmth felt.

As you turn the pages for better days what do you do when the same hand is dealt.

When hell is reality and death is the dream what are the hobbies.

When peace comes with pain and I escape from the rain who will stop me.

When it's so dark I can't see the light nor tell the night from day.

When I'm so lost even when I see the path I can't seem to find my way

How do I live