ROAD

I see the day past and the night come

I wish for time to stop and turn back

The life I lived hurt so many people

they cried and begged me to stop

I ended up on a road that a young girl should never step into

life is bland dead and I dont care, life was care free

until something happened to me

and that is a life that is worth living in the end it was

God that I heard all along but could not see

but now my path is clear and I hear him now

and I now the path he is trying to lead me to

Reviews

[Mystik]

Great poem!