A/N: Because one of the reviews on the seperate poem "Nights embrace of a mad man" I decided to write more on the path. I hope you enjoy this one as much as the last!
Disclaim: If I owned D.Gray Man I would not be able to enjoy writting fanfic's
Crooked Path of a Mad Man
This path I walk is crooked.
Just like your life
With jagged rocks and falling leaves.
Like a grave
Sometimes I get lost,
Of course you do
When the road begins to branch.
Do decisions confuse you?
Sometimes it is to dark,
Falling
To dark to see the path.
Failing
But I can walk in black.
You can walk in the dark
I walk with my feet forward.
You only need
A candle to lighten my path.
You do not fear the dark
Sometimes it is too bright,
Forgetting
To bright to see the path.
Feeling
But I can walk in white.
You can walk in the light
I walk with my hands forward.
You only need
A shadow to darken my path.
You do not fear the light
My path is crooked
Both bright and dark
When I loose my way in white,
This is not grey!
My shadow pulls me back.
You path does not lie there!
When I loose myself in black,
Don't fade!
My candle brings me back.
This is you own path!
My own path is crooked
Forbidden to be straight
I walk in black and white,
Much better, like grey
With a shadow and a candle by my side.
To light and darken you way
And if I ever get lost,
You do so many times
I just have to take a step forward,
With your feet
And reach out
With your hand
To touch what I need
The darkness amends
And step on my path
The light descends
And walk on this road,
That is crooked with fright