Looking Back
As I sit through the depression
Wondering, Searching
For a way to change the path
Taking the unseen road some come to call home
Attempting to save myself from sleep deprivation
Looking Back to what I had
Looking Back to what I tried
I sit watching waiting
For a Hero near and Dear
At that moment I realize he's already here
Right beside me he stands
Almost magically things become very clear
All this happens while I Look Back and see that new road to hold real dear
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