I Have Lost My Way

Sitting alone and cold in the middle of the day,
I realise to myself that in my life I have lost my way.
I've tried finding it in words and songs gentle and meek,
It's helped me a little but i still feel really weak.

But why should my words even matter to you?
For its my life and perhaps I deserve to be blue.
I keep wondering when will peace and freedom return to me?
Making me feel again the person that I once used to be.

We all have our own dreams to contend with and our own life of which to make a mess,
Knowing this doesn't really make a difference though or my own pain anymore the less.
Don't look to others misfortune and from that find some inner relief,
Look to yourself alone and strengthen your own personal belief.

The words of a new friend resounded in my mind for they were full of benevolence,
It's made me turn to the experiences of a man of exceptional integrity and intelligence.
Reading of his suffering, gentle forgiving ways make me smile and my mind rest a while,
I sense my waning spirit strengthen and prepare to stride forth for many more a mile.

He was subject to verbal attacks, jeers, insults and physical aggression,
Laying thorns in his way, throwing garbage and dust on him was the progression.
Despite the unjust treatment towards him by those that knew him but refused to believe,
He was more hurt to see the tears in his daughter's eyes because of the reception he did receive.

His words of comfort to his daughter have provided me today some spiritual relief,
They have within me served to invoke a sense of stronger religious belief.
"My daughter, weep not, for verily the Lord will be your father's helper."
So to my Lord I prostate myself and pray please grant me the safety of your shelter.