This Time It's War - Pathways

Smoldering remains
The shell of what once was a man
Pores overflowing with living ash
The body, once strong - skin cracked, tendons torn
The mind, diminished - open and hungry no more

A silent wave of cries pours over his being
Spiritual sickness unchecked has consumed the self
No deliverance found in the swarms that surround him
Not a hand to reach out to
No shelter from the storm

Some look towards the stars to find a cure
And seek their answers in a distant realm
Some reach inside and learn to endure
Without divine forces guiding at the helm
A timeless journey
A path with no end
Blaze a trail ahead into the fractured mirror maze
Serpent eyes
Tongues spitting deceit
At every turn a new lie to behold

Forge a path forward through fields of light
Endless plains of potential and unending might

Some look towards the stars to find a cure
Obtaining answers from a cosmic guide
Some reach inside and learn to endure

Secure your own path

Open the door