Mon 3:53 PM

burning bridges and concealing footsteps
leaving no tracks lest i find a way back
the intent? to get as far away as possible from where i’m from
traceless remains, i wish memory would do the same
avoiding the psychological aftermath written in sores and hurts
trying not to think of what happened because it could of happened worst
lost battles are often victories concealed
but i don’t care as long as i don’t have to feel
some things you must lose before you realize you needed them
some things you don’t need until you’ve lost them
a blessing regained is something to hold close to the heart
something to set apart
men can love angels if they take the chance
nothing divine is to great to grant
even the devil is proffered redemption
the only obstacle is conceit
victory springs from fearlessness of defeat
and fearlessness comes from fearlessness of one’s self
therefore i choose the road untraveled
oblivious to obstacles and regardless of scars
as long as it caries me far