Supposed to Show

I can't find my way

Through this maze of weeds and decay

I looked to the sun

But found it blotted by clouds

I don't know which way to go

The road is too twisted and hard

I want to know

How daylight feels

But the night is drawn too tight

I wish I could see the road ahead

And mark my path in time

I want to walk again

Below that heavenly glow

Weren't you supposed to show?