The path

I choose a path
so should you
and thus the way things will be
on what path you choose to be.

I had a path I once have chose
the path of darkness where light dont rule
in a way no man can reach my hands
in the corner where my fears are kept.

I had tried to embrace death before
but somehow I can not see
which way the panthom yearns
which way where death is near.

I did had raise a knife before
with a fiery eye of hatred and more
I did had lift and drag it down
but thank God I missed my luck.

I have been once like that before
but no matter how hard it've been
I kept myself intact and whole
where my hate I throwed from within.

the path I chooseth before
should never become yours
they are those that I want to forget
but the memories still haunts me more.

no matter what path you choose
remember the past shall always be with you
no matter where you hide or run
it'll always be a part of you.

the path you choose
is your way alone
no one can push you
for you holds your own,
your choice.