Lonesome.. is not Impossible.
I’m confined to live this lonesome life.
And convicted to die and rot underground.
But through this life I will walk and I will march.
I will fall but I will not craw.
For thus this lonely soul I carry within the thin layer I call my chest, is empty.
Its so light I cannot let it drag me, because the weight is so light I can hold it with one small grip.
But I cannot afford to slouch and watch this life pass by.
Because I don’t want to wake up looking down at gruesome flesh and regretting all I couldn’t do.
And so daylight will come and moonlight will pass by,
and with each day that passes I will see something incredible and new.
I might walk alone, but so its okay.
My soul is far too lonely and empty for me to care if I walk alone.
If so and I don’t have no one beside me I will talk to my thoughts.
I will hug the wind, and I will admire the sky.
Because nothing is impossible.
And I have proven that today.
Its not impossible to walk alone and yet give that smile so bright to the world.
Its not impossible to have a lonely soul yet walk tall with a head up high.
But most of all its not impossible for the dead to live once more.
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