posted September 25, 2010 01:03 AM            

all the paths that can never be changed.

Knowing what I do right now,

How are bitter bygones unchained?

Locked up tightly, stashed away,

Unjust plans left unopposed

Softened spine and timid soul,

the fearful voice was froze.

The woman within this moment,

she yearns to set things straight,

She aches to lose the pettiness,

dissolve the burdens of weighted fate.

When old deep scars and bruises show,

and the dark marks still remain,

The method that she seeks so long,