The Journey

Look into the distance; I can see it clear,

A vision that captures me, both sweet and fair.

Or is it just an illusion, one of those signs

That I’m walking in circles and I’ve lost my mind?

I feel the memories, feel them pouring in,

Visions of my past come and disappear.

Through these eyes, I’ve seen a thousand lies.

The fruitless efforts of a thousand tries.

When my journey began; a deep mystery,

Weathered by the passage of a hundred suns.

When my journey ends, a deeper one still,

Obscured by the veils of an uncertain life.

Many more before me have walked this path,

Like the many after me in times to come.

But the path I take, I take alone.

And the path I make, I make alone.

And many a soul may come to ease my pain,

To be one among many,

To disappear into the shadows of my past,

And be the cause of a tear in a distant future.

A normal life was not meant for me,

From the journey I have taken, I can’t flee.

But never would I have it any other way,

Neither Black nor White; but Gray.

I’ve seen it all;

The birth of a song, the death of a dream.

I’ve felt it all;

The death of a song, the birth of a dream.

As I walk along this path;

The path that runs down the back of my hand.

And yet leads to a clouded destiny,

Beyond the gaze of mortal eyes.

They say time can heal the pain,

But sometimes your first scars never fade away.

A question echoes in the halls of my mind

“Is this the end? Or only just the beginning….?”