I tried to run away
Thinking it would be gone in a day.
But it's not as simple as ABC,
I know now it will always haunt me.

Running is no response
For what the heart really wants.
Not some kind of vacation,
But true, blatant rehabilitation.

Life is the sum of your decisions
And all that your mind envisions.
So the hard road is to choose
To no longer walk in those shoes.

To step out and rise above,
Refusing to give up on the idea of love.
It make take years on end
For those wounds to truly mend.

However, the scars left behind
Will always be there to remind
That Love Alone is Worth the Fight
And that dawn always follows the darkest night.

So I will left failure be my North Star,
Even if it leads to another scar.
Not even a thousand wounds could stop me
From living the life that I dream.