Eden

The pain of everyday life
Sometimes it's a struggle between happiness
and the losing battle of sorrow
No days comes without at least one care
Once concern and this concerns me
Knots my stomach into a ball
I began to see the light
I didn't run this time
But like always the window was shut
Just before I got there
My Eden to the East
Trapped to the sands of time
Long lost before my time
Ravaged face from the harsh bitter winds
I cast the first stone upon my sins
Plague the people not of my aura
Story myself into the lost history
and read books that tell me I am not myself
I'll figure it out someday
One day it will shine down
We are all gods.