Back in a heartbeat that faded into the sunset,

the memories that once implored my days, not quite strong enough to relieve the pain,

that searching and fearlessnes cannot overcome,

and wishes to go back are but ashes to the wind.

Will the days be seen where contentment lives hearty,

and will the dawn come quick so darkness does not consume me?

Will I not linger in sorrow while dreaming of new outcomes,

these motions rage through me as a fiercely hungry spree.

Back to the breath that bellows deep inside me,

as my belly fills and empties, my brain waxes and it wanes.

A spirit of hope will not be broken at any cost,

For I cannot go back to elation but trudge a brand new path.

I know moments will live where my body is wrapped in sunlight,

where I can hum a tune of sanctity and whistle away the morrows,

Where the world is at one and dreams are lively truth,

And the wind will carry dew to freshen a kilned soul.