The path laid out ahead
is long and dark
but the path behind me
Is litered with rubbel
Smoke dots the horizon
Thick black smoke
billowing into the sky
marking the bridges I've burned
Alone and lost
no turning back
no place to call home
No other choice
but to trudge on ahead
Into the dark, into the void
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
The path laid out ahead
is long and dark
but the path behind me
Is litered with rubbel
Smoke dots the horizon
Thick black smoke
billowing into the sky
marking the bridges I've burned
Alone and lost
no turning back
no place to call home
No other choice
but to trudge on ahead
Into the dark, into the void
