The Ink Room

I walk down the broken road,
Trying to make it in this cruel world,
I have ran away from the problems before,
And trying to forgeti in the proces,
Never getting to far.

I always kept saying:
'Keep going',
Everything was going good for me,
Until I chose the wrong path,
I lost everything that meant something to me.

And why did I do that,
An easier,less painfull path,
I wish I had everything back
But I don't,
So I keep moving forward.

Hoping everything comes back,
But I realize,
That's not going to happen,
So I keep moving on,
Forgetting the impossible.