my tattered n torn road

I recognize the haze before my eyes..
Letting it lead me through empty,cold and endless heartbreak..the part of me I upitomize..
I know I let   my fear and epic decisions fall on my misguided dreams..
Letting my strength and moralities be ripped apart at the seams...
I know the road I've called "my own" has been picked,prodded,and left to eternalize...
To walk alone,is the only reality I will ever see through these eyes..
Not too bad or too good,not good enough or enough to be good...
A lost unguided soul left to question why? when?who?how? or if I ever could...
Keeping it simple,is simply the hardest most honest way I want to live..
Being in a "worth while" state of mind,encompassed by a meaning for the very life you live...
Each day I try to find that pure,innocent,carefree,heart that somewhere I lost...
Hoping for a simple glimmer of that person I would pay to be, no matter what the cost....