The path

I walk in dark under sunless sky with the moon as my star lighting the sky above in the cold of the night air my road is dark without any sign of life I make my way to find the end of my path started long ago . Walk many miles to find that I have not come to its end the road has many folks that have lead me to many dead ends without hope to find where I must come to it ends. Many people I meet on my way down its path as I go darkness set’s in emptiness I find long its way not yet to give in to it damn. I have yet to find my way but yet how do I know when I have come to its end for one does not ever know. Days have turn in to weeks that have become years nothing is the same when I started my path with small changes along its way. Now here come down the rain to help cover the pain of yesterdays pass. All the time I could help beg you please. I always feel as if I am on the outside looking to get in, all those times that I felt like this would not end. How I waste my days away looking for away to escape this place all alone but now I fell that tomorrow will be OK not for you  that have to walk my hopeless inn-less path that lays before you.