Madness
a weight with me as i walk,
i drag it with my every step,
it' bound to me,
as am i to it,
my strength lacking,
structure questionable,
a slowly sinking hope is all that grips my fist,
my fathers eyes grow old and distant,
his grasp left far behind,
i aim to overcome his fate,
for witnessing his his path shined i light for me where he had traveled blind.
along with ignorance went bliss,
in its place i hold knowledge,
of both chance and possibility,
so know along this line i know,
this fear i can now face in life,
with hope i carry with me.
Written for Paula's "On the road of life, I carry with me ___" contest
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