THE LONG WAY HOME

Why was I so deaf
to all the gentle whispers—
trying to guide me
to the painless path?

Why did I drown in pride,
taking the long road home—
buried in such darkness
that nobody knows?

Maybe I’ve suffered so,
to open my heart,
to shine it’s light
toward a less painful path.

I can’t light this darkness
all on my own,
so I’ll listen to whispers
of others who want to know.

This very thought
offers a glimmer of light,
to see past this deafening silence
and find the painless path.