Mysterious Path Poem by Earam Dio

Walking the path full of thorns and unknown judgment
Wounds are bleeding my fears at every moment;
To give more strength, persistent and challenge
Carrying my hope inside me to reach my way
My will is my gun, the eyes of God is the protection
I don’t care for bad results, attempt honor enough for me
Facing difficulties make me feel happy and glory
Despite I know that my outcome is ruling by obscure destiny
But also I know that every risk will give me more wisdom
I kept on walking to get the end maybe it can be fine
Hearing my soul calling me, Hark! Hark! We will kill the dark
The sun will be able to shine on this gloomy skyline
And by our will, we will reach our way and we can break the stark