Lost and Found

Been lost for awhile and yet to be found,
So many thoughts of anger, so profound.
One thing after another, a merry go round,
A Ferris wheel of sorrow, Put me back on the ground.
Back to the beginning, the past, reborn,
This time the other way, a little less scorn.
The me that was, is dead but do not mourn,
I’m about to smash my way, like a bull with his horns.
Can’t take this life no more, I’m sick of it,
The silence is over its time to throw a fit.
Don’t recall this much rage, it’s been a bit,
Best to stay outta the way, don’t catch my spit.

I've managed to find my way back to the fork,
The one in life's road, that made me feel like a dork.
I'm headed down a different path now, we'll see how it goes,
That's the thing about life, nobody knows.
So I'll keep on this path until trouble shows,
Then I'll show my true strength and dish out the blows.

By: Shane Paul