~Tentative~

Always running, never rest,
never finding solace, only bleeding pain.
Forever haunted by the past left behind,
impossible conclusions, curse this life,
missed opportunities at every
turn.

Always searching, never find,
answers eluding my every move.
Blood stain my future, flood my past,
so unsure of what has yet come,
home, my home, is never really
there.

Always hiding, never real,
banish the risks that shadow me.
Live beneath the shell since forged,
too far gone to be freed from this life,
and who may have thought to come so
far?

Choices linger,
tentative.