I have been presented a choice
on this path of life, another road
alternative to the wire I've been living on
how much happier I'd be, if I could just go back
but that isn't the point now, and can't be done

I've been painting a picture of mocking threats
when I saw it more like a falling bird
but the media is permanent and I must decide
continue with what might be a work of art, or cast it aside?
and start differently because I've looked through eyes that aren't mine

and though I have shown complete invisible devotion
it still can't be seen by those who might care
and though I have made beautifully, a double-edged sword
it still kills on both sides and no pity is spared

there is no time to think, because life never pauses
so it's lucky for me this road takes awhile to cross
and fully aware that I travel by myself
I am comforted by the fact that
the scenery has changed


-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Chronos, in the year 319 AF.