it just takes time.

do not take pride in this,
your fallen virtue.
they are out there,
and they know better than you think.

they knew your soul
before you did,
while you were trying
to find it,
and you got lost looking.

this time,
can you hold your own?
will you let the forest
whisper your name
to the wind,
and try to
keep walking?

i don't think so.
it is the night that scares you,
because your shadow
is not there to save you,
and you know
you will have to hold your own.