Walked these paths alone,

Forgiven what I’ve held,

Felt the light of heaven,

Burnt from flames of hell,

 

All I’ve been graced with,

This I couldn’t sell,

Soul so worn, so shattered,

Thorns within have gelled,

 

Seen the sun come up,

Reached up to the sky,

Held you deep within my thoughts

Through worn and blurry eyes,

 

You faded without warning,

My hopes all disappeared,

How could I go on trusting,

What I held so dear,

 

Walked these paths of stones,

Stumbled, yes I fell,

Light that shone upon me,

Cast me from these walls of hell,

 

Now that you have left me,

Alone, I’ve turned so cold,

Keep on thinking of you,

With no respect I’ll hold.

 

Jay Lane

Copyright 2004