something in the way

i made my way forward with hands smeared with dirt
with so many holes in my shoes that walking actually hurt
i made my way past what i couldn't hear or touch
stumbling as i walked, there was nothing i could clutch
it was a burden trying to mount up the strength
to make it through the night of continuous length
the ground seemed to sink right before my very eyes
so beyond words, i couldn't even sum up a surmise
it's in front of my very own eyes, i swear i can sense it
but i couldn't grab it, i couldn't let it transmit

through my heavy, overused mind
through my dull, incomprehensible mind
through my capable but stubborn mind
just because i couldn't accept the fact
the fact that i knew the odds were stacked
so high they touched the clouds
i covered it so it could shroud
what was obviously a silly attempt to carry on alone
keep carrying on until i've broken every bone
until i absolutely positively could not do it on my own

because there's something in the way
but i am to ignorant to say
what is running through my crowded mind
you might as well say that i'm blind
i do a terribly good impersonation