• mrnothing 6w

    My path, alone

    Too long now,
    Have my dreams not been my dreams.
    Too long now
    was I comfortable and ill
    And realized not the wheel that I lived in.
    A thousand lions' roar
    Or a golden leaf in fall
    From the throne that had once born
    My soul and path,
    Now it's mine to tread.
    Mine and mine alone.

    Do not let go
    Of that throne-led thread.