I am that man standing alone, along the dark path,
which is spiny and dark,
The moon starts rising, but that's the sign of pain,
For the shadows keep rising as I Pass besides the grave,
I move forward with fear to look backwards,
But I feel many eyes prying on me,
They wait in silence, lest one wrong step that I may take,
To pounce on me immediately and send me to my grave,
The fear starts creeping in as I hear noises unseen,
The path ahead seems more difficult to tread,
The time is loosing and I must move with haste,
For I fear to look back once again,
And silently as I move forward,
The path begins to change,
I see crimson roses and snow fading away,
I feel life exists here to satisfy me the best,
Seems they were wrong and I was right,
They warned and pained me, rejecting to take this path,
But I having brought nothing to this world,
Felt would lose nothing on this path,
They cursed and chased me as I took this path,
With twists and turns, only of pain to start,
The feeling of loneliness disgusted me from my life,
But I had to move on, cause for the first time,
I had found an aim in my life,
This new land of reality, the Neo-Paradise,
With best shades of green meadows and sky as bright,
Finally from the dark path I've arrived safe,
I look back and see all of them coming here.
This land of Imagination has taken me there,
Where no other man can imagine the same as I may...
Believe in your Destiny,
Or create your Own,
Keep Faith no matter what,
It will lead you Home...
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