When A Fire Dies, Smoke Is Born……
Like Sand In My Eyes
All of us have made mistakes.
All of us have been there sometimes.
But not all of us learn to do better.
We don’t all read the obvious signs.
Perhaps that’s the answer to why I hurt,
That is the reason I buried myself in my mind.
The answers to all of my long held in questions
Are too hard for me to look for and find.
I must admit that I wanted to do it alone,
Cause I believed I could do it without anyone.
And I thought I could take on everything.
But there were no bullets left in my gun.
I had nothing else to fight with.
No more courage, no more strength.
I was weak now, totally unfit,
To fight this battle of life.
As I fell back, beaten, defeated,
A hand pushed against my back,
And gave me strength, helped me stand,
And gave me all the things I lack.
At the end of the battle; one I had won,
As my enemy fell dead at my feet,
I turned around, only to see no one,
I only heard footsteps and a heartbeat