Life’s journey can be sweet or can
be cold
but it all keeps to the end of
the road
rugged times passed to smoother
times met
with all the memories prasped some we
wish to forget
still we remember to breathe an hearts
continue to beat
like a gift to be received souls set
out to meet
of the wonders of love but not
the shadows of hate
showers of light above show us
a predestines fate
and the road may split for a choice
to be made
and if you ponder it only time
will fade
one way leads to heaven another
to a fiery grave
even at age eleven lifes choices
were to be made
I see the end of my road
and wasnt lookn for it
so thats why i feel so cold
and I i cant ignore it…