that is what it took

a long time i would walk in the cold dark night

waiting for the path to clear

until the wind, would blow away the debris

then i would move on

time passed and the journey was possible

walking with high hopes and dreams

it started to storm and rain was falling hard

the path was covered once again

waiting didn't seem like an option

it was either that i moved forward or back

a man came along and told me

i had to to clear the path, if i wanted to take it

forward was the way to go

or so i thought that is what i'd chose

step by step i'd clear the path

it was hard but it was getting better

i came about an awful thing

it gave me a big surprise

my fight had been all in vain 

the trying was for nothing

the feelings that i felt before

all went straight to hate

i didn't care, not anymore

it wasn't worth the fight

i turned around, walked away

back down the path i'd come

giving up? no, not at all

just realized a certain fact

some things aren't worth fighting for

no matter the price you paid

it is over now, finished, complete

no more getting this lady down