Life Never Seen

I wait for that life
that I've never seen
where my mind is at peace,
content and serene
the longer I go on,
seems less likely to be
the life that I wish
where I could be free

toil and torment
can make a good man
builds strong character,
learn alone to stand
but the days often come
when enough seems enough
my knees they do buckle,
learn I'm not truly tough

Idealism of youth
is fettered by chains
while the world beats you down
with their bit and their reigns
and soon the young stallion
so vibrant with life
is subdued to a cart
then the old knackers knife

I take in my lot
and sometimes I suppose
that much has been set on,
but there's much I have chose
and at every crossroad
I now second guess
in my wanting for more
I end up with less

for life is of beauty
but life also denies
obstructed by others,
tainted by lies
emotional promises
sown but not reaped
abandoning the faith
the first allowed us to leap

Like a ship out of water
or fish laid on the land
our hopes and potential
dries up on the sand
raked over by rain
and baked dry by the sun
we weather the storms
but never leave where we're from

I wait for that life
that I've never seen
where my mind is at peace,
content and serene
how long I'll go on,
by Christ I don't know
for it all leaves me parched,
turns to dust and then blows

The more I feel empty
The more I do strive
And focus on living
But forget being alive
the walls they close in
the bulkheads are bare
And I'm left here wondering
Left wondering why the hell I should care

I dream for that life
that I've never seen
where it all makes sense,
not so bloody obscene
but the longer I go on,
seems less likely to be
the life that I wish
where I could be free