Along The Way

She strolls past a field, alone, without need

of thinking about chasing her bare feet,

and that seem to not touch the ground, down that street,

knowing that wherever she'd rest, she would fall into sleep

Her mind's still lost far away to her love she left that day

she escaped from her old self, that threatened to decay

All that's left is his voice, a faithful companion, a ray

of hope, whispering those words as she feels stand at bay

Try to keep up

Though you may never stop

Walking down that road to your heart

And try to believe

You have to relieve

Yourself from these chains of reality

Midnight by noon she's kept awake by a strong effort not to forsake,

not to go astray between all this increasing, awful ache,

those plunges, her wounded skin, this blurry truth and sticky fake,

still his words keep telling her heart, this is less than she could take

And try to keep up

Though you may never stop

Walking down that road to your heart

And try to believe

You have to relieve

Yourself from these chains of reality

She drags herself along trough a thickening dark dust

longing for salvation out of this heavy crust

that imprisons her, longing for the love that she has lost

knowing this is the only path to soothe her sensual lust