Far Away From The Maddening Crowd

Layers of darkness like overhead the hanging, depressing sky Falling down with the horrid weight of the past Falling forever like the rain washes away the nasty lies, I stare at my reflection 'Where has that young girl gone that was always last? ' 'In the race for friends, men, jobs and success dismembered so fast, ' The constant conflict of trying to find ME, in a sea of cruelty sailing with a broken mast, The storm lasted for years of horrible remarks, Like swimming in a sea of vicious sharks, Their teeth sharp sinking deep into my young flesh, Leaving permanent marks, As in my scarred eyes I wait for an attack, Nerves shattered from the knives going so deep into my back, I'm now back in the race again with the past to trace, To find that lost girl and revive her to go the pace, To heal her wounds, To look in the mirror and find peace in my face, Time passes as hauntings of my journey surface, Surface to a new dawn of believing and achieving, The dream of maybe I have talent, Being signed and sent, To my humble abode far away from the maddening crowd, they have lost their voice, As my beloved and I now drive a Rolls Royce Of belief, That cannot be stolen by any devious theif!