Walk In the Woods
Walking in the woods I ask,
What is my purpose? What is my task?
What great things am I destined to do?
I want answers, I need a clue!
Walking in the woods I ask
Can I do anything while holding a flask?
I fall to my knees to pray; it is no lie.
"Just end it all, I want nothing but to die!"
Walking in the woods I ask
Is this woodland beauty just a mask?!
I see the curtian of afternoon light,
A calm washes over, I know I'll be alright.
I see I must change, no time to wait.
A bottle is my coffin, such a terrible fate.
Perhaps my greatness comes in humble forms?
An understanding ear; share a story that warms.
Walking in the woods I ask,
What is my purpose? What is my task?
Copyright © Andrew Walker | Year Posted 2017
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