New days,and glimmers of hope.
Seems as though.....
Wasnt quite,to the end of my rope....
A small comfort.
Worth gargantuan confidence.
Brighter visions,for clearer days.
Rapidly improving.
Emerging from haze.
Slow is the turning
Yet equal with haste.
Everything in life
With the twists of fate.
Hope easily outweighs.....
Satisfied complacency
Never breeds haste in me.
Only diversity
Breeds purpose for me.
Feeling unshelved
Losing the dust
Of percieved ages
In dungeons holding no faces
Keep pushing forward
NO NEED TO WASTE THIS!
Something missing all along
Still possesed it just the same
Any other road
Would be a shame.......
