As time swiftly moves forward there rarely tends to be time to look back.
That's okay because when looking back the pain returns, the guilt suffocates, and fear takes a hold. Why could I not be like them.
Instead of fear they saw the world with anger inside. Please do not mistake these words for a jealous tide or a nagging whine.
No no these are the words of someone meant to die. Now how can someone destined for ash be speaking today?
Because as much as she wishes to blow away the wind will not come.
Nor does relief of finally being done.
Instead she was taught that need was greed, love was pain.
Teaching her that no matter how noble the deed or kind of a person a demand of payment will always come.
So now she wanders left wanting for an end but forced another deed to be done.
