The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way.
Upon this life as I live,
to find my purpose among men,
to take or give.
I look at them as they grin,
this world is filled with fear,
Yet we cloak it to disappear.
We hide behind our beliefs,
so it is our truth or way,
But it is brief.
Eventually, it blows away,
so how do we grow?
Were do we go from here?
We come and show,
That we are not ruled by fear!
When today becomes tomorrow,
We will let go of our sorrow!
From one path to this,
we will find bliss!

Matthew Hamilton/Share my pain!