Looking back makes looking forward possible.
See, you had hope before and you can find it again.
You who fight the battle in the mind.

Hear the favored words speak to your senses,
if you have any sense left.
These harsh words you speak are all your own.

Drowning in your misery, you wonder why.
Another drink and you will be alright.
Courage to choose, whether right or wrong.

Your friends, they fight for you, let them try.
Remember how his choice left you reeling
through the atmosphere of misery.

Alone, voices taunt. Rush into battle not by law or man angelic revolt. Wisdom attends my heart. Mountains dance around promises of hope. Sunny sky frames picture window. Laughter rouses something …

Source: | Seasons: A poetic journey of a thousand miles on


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