On the sands of hesitation bleach the bones of those who on the verge of victory, sat down to rest and in resting died.
Balance
so you won’t flounder
balance
so you won’t sink
balance
so you won’t fall away into the emptyness that consumes the right
and the wrong
in the end its all the same
only you can change the path
the field
the time and direction of your journey
it won’t hurt
but it may scar
stay towards, stay wondering in the path that keeps you moving towards where you came and where you’ll go
stop
its the end
