For the girls tattooed as one.

I’m traveling north: beyond the sky.
above the horizon, bleak as the night.  
I’ll sail amongst the stars,
splashing about in their dust to heal these scars.

I’m traveling north: to escape fate
like moths to flames, I am to blame.
I’ll burn my deathbed atop Jupiter’s clouds,
floating flames of pyres igniting my soul.

I’m traveling north: to preach the testament
of a girl abused as a child. Reasons, she’ll never know.
I’m traveling north: because of the forgotten warrior:
a guardian bruised, stolen from humanity & abandoned to fight for sanity.

I’m traveling north: upon the waves of a lion’s roar,
the tide of the mighty echo, the righteous, the torn.
I’m traveling north diving overboard,
cursing the man who sought my freedom for a greater reward.  

I’m traveling north: to visit Abigail’s soul,
to skip and share secrets with a girl I once shared a home with.  
I’m traveling, traveling, traveling
traveling, traveling, traveling.

A nomad in search of gold.