This Path
Sometimes they call me a sinner,
some days they’re in love with my name.
I understand that I was winning,
until I tried to cheat in the game.
Well really, I just bent the rules,
because I’ve always played with flames.
Then the touch of one had burnt me,
to the feel of a brand new pain.
I just wanted thrills and more,
I just needed stars and fame.
Then the taste of a kiss from darkness,
came through and brought with it rain.
Now the knife is twisting slowly,
but I somehow love the pain.
Because the fuse was short to start with,
and I can get healed this way.
Now I see through a clearer mirror,
hear the path that lies ahead.
I will win in the end and you know this,
with a stronger mind and focus.
So,I will keep my faith,
when I start the ascent.
Copyright © Tony Brady | Year Posted 2017
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