Breaking Free

Sometimes the person inside tries to break free, Tainting the world and all that I see. Running from myself , I find that I can not hide. Is anybody out there in which I can confide. Traveling through my time here I wonder when my time shall draw near. And sometimes I fear. Who am I Am I flying too high. Each day that I survive Means another day alive Here in the land of the free All the riches I'll never see Take it from me. The days keep passing me by Brings the age to my eye. The scars Like the stars A road map to the unknown. A lifetime you've grown Who am I to ask Is life another task. The trail is but one way. Trying to make it a little further each day. Now my hair is gray. Mortality grows real. Changes the way you feel Makes you stop and think From the pool of knowledge you seek to drink. What lies ahead I feel no dread I sit here and ponder instead Passing beyond the sorrow. I step into tomorrow. Life begins anew The inner strength on which I drew Refueling my soul My only goal. Love, life, gone with the passing of time. Looking for that one rhyme That speaks out The world will want to shout Words of the wise Come in disguise Hard to see But may set you free