My path

The path I chose, I don't regret it, I know it is bitter, It knows nothing sweet.

There are patches on the road, There are guiding stones, There is no water to calm, All as dry as bones.

I see no end, I see no light, I will still walk here, Cause I chose to fight.

I can see the remains, Remains of those who chose the path, I am aware of the risk, I am aware of the wrath.

I am not alone here, There are screams all over, Everyone can see this, The cloud of failure that hover.

I know it may kill, I know it may beat, But I chose this path, And I don't regret it.

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