“DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME” I scream, I've grown my wings…

I’ve tasted of Love that sang in my veins, a glowing melody rising above the pain, the sinking ache; the surging rage…

“LEAVE ME BE” it echoes throughout the crags, wind buffed skin made smooth by the wear of weather and life.

Standing against the marching of the world, Will towering indomitable; free like the gift it once was.

“COME, CHALLENGERS, TRIALS, TRIBULATION” I am unwavering because anything else would hurt too much, I wouldn’t be able to stand…

accountable, making it all tolerable to my own twisted spirit’s belief.