I Wade Through the Darkness
I wade through the darkness,
I can't find my way home,
Far away from the rest of the world,
I feel so very alone.
I walk a little further,
I cut my feet on stone,
For how many more sins, must I atone?
Defeat is much more bitter,
When you suffer through it alone.
Still no sign of daylight,
It's the dark before the dawn,
I wonder if this is some nightmare,
As I mindlessly trudge on.
Further still I wander,
For courage now I pray,
and blindly stumble onward,
Towards the break of day.
Copyright © Kellen Crooks-Simpkin | Year Posted 2015
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