Pride

Pride By Kevin Robey October 17, 2013 I used to think that I was brave I battled through what demons gave A delusional lie to coat my pride Blindly led by my personal guide Showed you battle scars with teary eyes A champion of demons I earned my prize But what could it mean, every night I died The moment the sunshine left the blue sky I’m not a warrior with heroic tales to tell Just a man who quit every time he fell I’ve been through hell but lost my grace Couldn’t save my mind from this place It’s easy to say I’m better off this way But I’ve never lived, not even for a day Laid down quietly to simply waste away Locked inside my mind with words I couldn’t say This isn’t redemption, the clarifying thought That lifts me from the dead to the light that I sought As I open these bloodshot eyes to the world outside I see the road ahead with no places left to hide