You are infaturated with what consumes you. Put the victim on the front lines and left for dead. Stop acting like there is no other option but to let the waves carry you away. Can you hold the water responsible for your wayward behavior, anymore than it blames you for its gripping currents? Erase the proof but your shame will remain. Your mind is the mountain before you. Will you always need someone to hold your hand, and talk you through the nights shaddows? It's so much easier to fight this war when your the last in line. What will you become? What will become of you? Your mind is the mountain before you. Youve reached the summit, now transcend the skies.
