Poetry

The long and lonely road I've been
Got me tired, old and thin.
Almost unrecognizible person ever
Cause I was running-not so clever

I was riding to remember
Who I was before this anger
Got me into deepest dark a while
Which now I want to end it with a smile

It was hard at the beggining
But now I'm closer, close to finish,
Finish this sufferince for ever
Because it made me become a stranger

So now I'm riding to remember
Who I am, who is this stranger?
Who's this human feeling low?
Is she human after all?

I was running like a coward
I was hopeless, I had no power
To move on, listen to them
When they told me I should give in

Give in and accept my cruel faith
My beloved died, I had to think straight
But I left, refused to see
That I was alone, I was just me

I hated life, hated the world
That they were happy and I was alone
So I prayed the Lord t take me
A big stupid which I regret it

Cause the reality was still there
I was alone, I had to bear
This is my life, a paint that it will lay there
Either I see it, either I care.

So now...
      Only riding will make me remember
      Who I was before this anger
      Got me into deepest dark a while
      Which now I want to end it with a smile