If only you knew
That each crack in my heart
Is truly a
Treacherous path
To my soul.
If only you knew
That each crack in my heart
Is truly a
Treacherous path
To my soul.
As I keep finding my way forward,
The footprints I have left behind me
Are being gently swept away
By a
Breeze of discovery.
There is not a trace left of my path.
For there is no
Point
In knowing my way back
To a place
Unto which
I will never return.