The Pathway

I do not know which way to turn I don't know where to go,
The road is moving on without me its covered up with snow,
I put a shovel on the ground to shovel some snow up,
I push it forward to clear the path it's too heavy to lift up,
There's dirt below where I have shoveled this isn't a pathway,
I cannot seem to find it I cant find the light of day,
I guess I'll just keep walking and start to go real slow,
I've reached a cliff theres nothing else except the bay below ,
The land behind me crumbled I can't live another day,
I wish those people talked to me and had asked me to "stay",
I jumped off the cliff there's nothing now I'm free-falling to my death,
I hope somebody catches me I hope theres someone left.