Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's only me to me and I walk alone

I have a friend that is battling with Multiple Sclerosis right now. In the past four years, I have seen him go from walking normal, to using a cane, to a wheelchair, and most recently, constant help. I have lost close friends and family to death in the past few years. One close friend was brutally murdered, but nothing has hit me as hard as seeing what MS has done to my friend Mark.

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I had not seen Mark in a few weeks, so I sent him an email to see how he was doing. His reply was, "I live my life one day at a time, MS has spoiled some dreams." When I read this my heart broke. I try not to question God because I know he knows what he is doing. But sometimes I do wonder why good people like Mark have to carry such an awful burden.

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone

Although his body is frail and week, Mark must have the faith and strength of Job.

Mark will remain both in my prayers and... on this cowboys mind.



Dedicated to my friend Mark Six
(Green Day: Boulevard Of Broken Dreams)