though i had planned my path, franticly i found myself at a loss of my path for days i wandered with not a single breath miss used but soon i found that amongst me was a still figure of regret from what i  had become and what i had not.

here i lay frozen beneath the ice hoping one day i will break free and in that moment everyone will see, i was molded from my past so i may be a light for all who are willing to see

That still moment all alone as you sit quietly in your chair, the creeks and noises of the house, those faint whispers as the wind passes by.

Scratches you hear? those overgrown bushes and you could never forget the smell of the candles as the burn freely.
Left to ponder in your own mind as the time passes with not a moment feeling as if it will pass by, tears of the journey's that have struggled through yet still somehow you are still aware and awake prepered and destined to win over every mistake.

Hide in the shadows you should not, you listen for noises that should have been forgot, remember the truth is not what you arnt but who you are, exactly who he intended you to be so next time you sit in the place of selience seek the memories that bring you happy thoughts and never entertain those voices of your enemy the truly lie tremendously

I found myself amongst the rubble, pushed against the ground with nothing but a wooden shovel, I dug for days but layed amongst my very grave. Today I know I will be saved the awnsere is when will I be saved without being left a strayed