Long, Long, Long Way From Home

I feel I have been wandering, it seems a thousand years. So lonely and alone upon the road. My only company has been a myriad of fears Set upon my back, a heavy load. I know my destination but can’t seem to find my way. The path I tread appears to have no end. In my ears a quiet call that I can’t disobey. In my heart a wound I cannot mend. I’m a long, long, long way from home. Pondering the used-to-be’s, I think I can recall A time before confusion took control. A time of soaring through the sky, a time before the fall. The memories just tear me to my soul. Sometimes it seems a travesty, sometimes it seems a test, Sometimes it seems no purpose there at all. Sometimes I feel a hero on a long, forgotten quest. Sometimes I feel a fool, lowly and small. I’m a long, long, long way from home. I’ve been so long in wandering that I can’t understand If the path I take is right or wrong. Am I slowly heading toward a distant promised land Or moving further from where I belong? I guess, in good faith, I will just keep moving straight ahead, Following the path I never chose. I fear I’ll find the end of this just after I am dead, By then it will not matter, I suppose. I’m a long, long, long way from home.