Every path that I’ve faced has been ten times the one you’ve travelled,

every desire you hold strong is a thin string on my heart,

every dream I experience is your negativity gluing you to the soil,

if my vibrations could speak they would cast you aside,

motionlessly hold you back,

don’t turn back,

no destiny for you here,

but your lies sneak their ways in,

we all watch you believing your own sin,

love starts to win,

eager to turn your life around,

we’re all waiting for you to take the leap,

step inside our empathy for a day,

battling to save you from yourself,

oh, come and steadfast,

I’ve transcended everyone’s past,

then at last,

they all come back,

telling me my own stories,

and I sit and let them enjoy their moment,

painstakingly real and unforgiving,

as each strained breath and clasped hands,

you are becoming.