I search the stars for answers, for a way, for the path that i am to travel upon. The sun burns my eyes, after sleepless nights, lost, alone, searching the inner books of my mind and soul, for answers. Where did i make a wrong turn, what ifs, what now......
Tormented, by demons, by skeletons of the past. The sword i carry, may not be enough, to return theses beasts to where they belong, anywhere, but in the now. Old Flames burn still, in the dark of night, as the cold shiver of loneliness, creeps through my spine.
Onward i shall travel, no map to guide me, no compass on my side. Just my heart, telling my feet, each step to take. Onward i go, trusting still in the thing, that has ever so much failed me, my heart. Broken and battered, it will heal, over and over again. Stronger each time, the blow lessened, the pain less, the hurt no more.
I will stop along the way, and ask what each path holds ahead, hoping someone, has the wisdom to lead, to guide, to show me the way. But if not, in solitude i shall roam. I shall climb the mountains, cross the ragging rivers, and brave the darkest caves. I will concur the demons, and crush the beasts, of memories past. I will go on, i will survive, i will........

I must