A Secret Friend Poem by lingering stupor

As i awake to another light
Eyes still weary to futures bright
Answers though i try to find
Its not the same questions in my mind

The taste for life still have no flavor
A daunting task a huge endeavor
Slowly and steadily i stride again
To the world of all the world of men

Cryptic once again ive become
Neccesity needed discretions come
If am correct on my movements
Sorrow and pain will no longer be judgement

To pass to the future i must strive
Walk run to it and likely drive
For fate might put another spin
Of my tale of life love and sin