I so desperately want to make the right choices

But every turn

Every corner I round leads me deeper

Further from the clouds

From the crashing of the sea

The darkness crowds around my feet

Pushing out the light

Crowding in behind my eyes

Planting seeds of doubt

Stick with your decisions

don’t allow them to be swayed

More and more becoming like the stone

The walls of this dungeon,

I cant seem to escape!

It doesn’t always feel wrong

The cold is a comfort

The silence room to think

But when the thinking is done

And the cold settles in my bones

I realize the dull throbbing pain

Has been waiting

Ignored

And waiting

I meet new faces

Sit, unpack my pains

Unfold the heartache

Give my wounds a chance to breath

...Then work out new sorrow

Discover deeper tears

Fuller heartache

Richer desperation

When the time comes

As time always does

I will pack the pain

Fold my heartache back inside

And wrap my wounds against the world

There will be new faces

They will never be the same

And so in remembrance of each

So as to never forget

I pack and fold, and wrap all this pain against this world

Moving ever forward,

Seemed to ring so true.

I should have watched where I was going

Given thought to those i hurt.

And to those whose hearts that I now carry.