I once stepped beyond the pale
To find out what I missed;
It only was a different veil
Of the same hellish mist.
Missteps made half purposefully
Brought horror to them all;
Yet still the only path I see
Going forward, is to fall.
"When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am…" –Maya Angelou
I once stepped beyond the pale
To find out what I missed;
It only was a different veil
Of the same hellish mist.
Missteps made half purposefully
Brought horror to them all;
Yet still the only path I see
Going forward, is to fall.