Persistence?

I fear that my life may be heading in the wrong direction, but I've come too far down this road to turn around just yet - not before I round this bend to see what I may have missed.

But We Cannot Cling To The Old Dreams Anymore

I'm tired of feeling so damn alone in my own home.

It Just Wasn't Like The Old Days Anymore

I'm so afraid of losing everything that which I love that, at times, it leaves me unable to properly function until the thought passes, which makes me feel positively helpless.

But It's Calm Under The Waves, In The Blue Of My Oblivion

The idea of being the reincarnation of a lost princess of a underground kingdom who must go through various trials and tasks strikes a chord deep within me asking, "Where is my labyrinth?".

For Where Have They Gone?

The fear of misplaced thoughts is the driving force behind my fervent obsession with writing.