Twisted reality, hopeless insanity...

I was driving far away, out of control.

Almost made it to Heaven,

it was closer than you know.

Playing with the enemy,

gambling with my soul.

It's so hard to say no

when you're dancing with the devil.

Days we save as souvenirs...

Carry away my dead leaves...

If I could forgive, it meant I was a person who could take responsibility for the path I had chosen for myself, and all the consequences that accompanied that choice. And it gave me the simple but powerful satisfaction of extending a kindness to another in a tough spot. We have to be able to let go. We don't have to like this person anymore, we don't have to be friends with them, we don't have to reply to their texts, but we have to forgive them, to overlook, to try to forget. Because if we don't we are tying rocks to our feet, too much for our wings to carry. To heavy to reach the stars.