Sharp and Jagged

Passion's lane

Is a path less traveled

Obstructed by mountains of pain

And a bottomless fissure of doubt

Though our hearts call

We tune them out

Fear of the unknown

Down this lonely thoroughfare

That we may travel alone

And lead a life of despair

Lucky are the few

The very few

Who mount their steed

And take up the sword

Bold and daring, bidding adieu

To everything they knew

Strength and conviction in their creed

Unafraid to cross the river at the ford

I am but a child, bare of feet

On this sharp and jagged road

Unsure of when next I'll eat

On this bandit filled route

Of scoundrels and rogues

Tentative but sure

Each step painstakingly sincere

With back held rigid

Push aside all of my fears

I travel the path less traveled

I always will

I wish to feel the world

It's fires aflame and waters still

To burn with the fever

Of my love

And the artistry of my soul

My fingers fly to catch up

To reach the heights of my goal

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014

*Allene Angelica*

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