A tale of despair
Lonely are they
Restless are the unwilling
A need to undo what is given
Burdened by the depths of oneself
Hollow without those who choose to embrace ones pain
Aimlessly in pursuit of Change
Craving to shy away from what\'s right
Creating cycles beyond ones sight
What is written has not been erased only broken apart
Dividing what is into moments
every perception becomes an essential component
Lying dormant are the remnants of a story
All pages may be lost to this world
May one of the fearful be willing to choose
A new story is due