A
lonely path makes a lonely man
His mind his enemy his mind his only friend
His past follows him his future taunts him
His eyes are not blind like the rest of mankind
Aware of what was
Aware of what is
Aware of what’s to come
A twisted mind thoughts running wild
His is not a fear the unknown
His is rather a fear of the known
Others tell him to stop being so pessimistic
And he wishes they knew how much he wishes he could be
optimistic
If you see the future and it is not bright
And at the end of the tunnel there is no light
Then your life is like an endless night
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