Progression

Assured in travel, I hope this land is speedy.

The daggers of many eyes pierce my soul.

Aching for unions and transgressions to pass.

It isn't like I haven't tried.

It just didn't change.

The future is mold-able, but you must be able to progress.

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

An apt sentiment... If we are too much like stone, we will not be able to mold ourselves into the future that we desire; conversely, if we are too soft, we will melt away in the progression of the world outside our windows. The past is the past, and we can only move forward into the "mold-able" future.

I found this piece thought provoking...there is a part of me that wanted a little more explanation of your overall concept--it begins a little differently from where it ends. Other than that, though, I did enjoy the read.