This Journey.
This Quest.
Has seen it's beautiful chaotic end and has been laid to rest.
Our Faith.
Our Loyalty.
Our Smiles and Cries.
Have not gone a moment without test.
All the pain.
All the stress.
Has met it's inevitable demise, for this is best.
With a crossed heart.
With a hope for death.
I tell you these words, for you they are my last breath.

We all have our own unique abilities and strengths. We all have unique thoughts and ways of thinking. We all have our own unique flaws. Problems. Mistakes we've made. And we might not always put our powers to good use and they might even be twisted. But, We also have our own unique motivations and inspirations to putting our unique powers into coping with the past and hitting the present head on. Rebuilding bridges we once burned. Righting wrongs. Mending broken hearts. Earning back trust. Making up for lost time. And letting bygones be bygones.  Losing ones mind helps find sanity, a broken heart grows strength and an honest "I'm sorry." never starts a fire.

*****
or
Wings?

Grow
a
pair.

The heart is brimmed
and still,
arrogantly hollow.

When we do right, nobody remembers. When we do wrong, nobody forgets.