When I set out on this path ,
It was merely out of wrath .
A wrath which I directed at myself ,
For missing all those opportunities granted by Himself .
I thought of making this walk on the path an adventure ,
But little did I knew that it would soon turn into a misadventure .
A nightmare which would become my waking reality ,
Which would crush me with unspeakble brutality ,
Which would change for worse my mentality ,
And which has driven me to fatality .
In the begining it was but a game ,
But more than any contact sport it has left me maimed .
For the chaos that it caused in my mind unleashed all the demons that I had tamed .
Which in their turn pushed me to do things which can't even be named .
Many a times I tried to find my way back to the start ,
But each time all I managed was to wander off course like a lost hart .
Each new failure kicked one more bit of hope out from my heart
And I began to wonder what would bring back to me my long lost strong parts .
I had been naive
And brought misfortunes upon me that I could have staved
And as I lie here in my own grave
All I cry is for somebody to save me .