The Long Journey Home
I walk upon a path of shadows,where only the trees whisper,
Every step darkening the day,as my strangled feet blister,
As my brown pleeted boots strip layers of skin off my withered feet,
I walk towards the golden sun,any minute sinking to sleep,
The birds voices faded as the razorlight moon arrives on shift,
Floating onto their clouded beds,away from all their problems,
And the subtle wind sweeping them away with one uplifting drift,
Away to a land of dreams and happiness,up onto a higher volume,
The long path ahead seemed endless,drifting into the horrizon,
Facing my directon was the black sky and the moons broad smile,
I watched him pull his pale body upwards,continuessly rising,
And along I went on my tiring journey through the mysterious wild,
The Leaves rustle,the wind blows,
The trees chant,the moon glows,
My feet are cut,my mouth is dry,
As I walk beneth this starstruck sky,
My weary body falls every now and then,smushing beautiful pettles,
And falling into countless ditches,where I met the stinging of nettles,
I look hard for that stoney path,which delivers me to my kingdom,
Where the blazing fire awaits me in my warm,comfortable lounge,
But I walk beneath the rushing rain,bouncing off my jacket like a drum,
And my legs sink knee height,into the sludge beneath the muffled ground,
Making each step a battle,loosening my boots under a dark puddle of mud,
And pebbles enter the casket,hurting my soles with every painful trudge,
After the long fought battle,I step foot onto what I have eagerly awaited,
As I was being tossed side to side by these winds that were unabated,
But the war is over,the battle has been won and I will now suit my desire
With my glass of brandy,and hibernate peacfully in front of my blazing fire,
.The fire blazes,there I sleep
My lifeless body lies in a heap,
I will awake with the morning sun,
To carry on my long working run
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Originally Posted by Exact
