Light At The End

from the archives, written on 11/02/09

Tired with this life I am
never did I feel such a thing

my thoughts are just so jammed, but

like the council of a king....

I don't know what should I do

when I am hanging around in a crossroad

where kind-hearted and honest so few

and the heart burdened with excess baggage....

But I in search of bliss wander around

like a person without a cause

where troubles and strife's are unending, found

slowly learning all the ups were just false....

The downs are never too long

nor are they hear to last

but I am lost in this throng of troubles

who no sign of leaving, show....

Lost in this endless maze am I

seems impossible it is to come out

from this burden that on me is laden

for that elusive light I'm craving

the light at the end of the tunnel....