yo. i haven't entirely fallen off the face of the earth, for anyone who wondered. in absense of anything worthwhile to say, here is a poem:
Lift your foot, take a step;
Cross this broken ground.
The earth that lies before is dark--
Your final light's gone out.
Casting shadows on the furrowed trail,
The single lantern stayed.
But now the glow that led your walk
Swells black, as ashes on a flame.
Each stride echoes across the land--
This path formed of your past.
No turning back–you’ve come too far;
You numb your heart, and last.
With blind eyes turned from what is now;
Shielded from the callous truth,
You tell yourself that all is well,
That the road before is smooth.
The myth you live is an escape
From reality – from truth.
You’re afraid to light your lamp again;
To see the world anew.
Broken heart and broken soul:
Open eyes and just let go.
Search around this barren road
And find the Light that gives new hope.
An eternal lamp for tired feet
And a beam to guide your path;
Take hold of life, and take this light--
An enduring second chance.
Lift your foot, take a step;
Cross this broken ground.
Seize up His torch and move ahead—
Extinguish the darkness that surrounds.
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