Fight & Flight
My hands could no longer hold on.
So I let go of everything the past had left in them,
before my wounds could sink any deeper.
Now, when I look back,
Nothing remains but black ash,
swallowing every trace of the road behind me…
But it isn’t enough.
I know this path will bring me back to this very place.
There is no escape from fate.
Yet every time I return,
I come back wearing stronger armor.
And the cycle never ends…