For all those who wander are not lost.
For a long time
to feel freedom
from beyond this fathomless trench
I spent years digging myself into.
But even as I walk down this golden path
I feel the tension beneath my feet
with every step
the shadows loom closer
taking delight in the consumption
of light hearts and gaiety.
it’s almost as if
someone has painted an ebony black
over the rainbow I had prized
as my most guarded dream
there is no such thing
Still I must not crumble
underneath this continuous weathering
the promise of better days
is not that far away
from beyond this blasted hurricane
I believe that clearer skies will light the way
towards a life that’s truly worth living.