When the echoes of my past
Pull me into their grasp
I wonder at the web unfolding 
As I struggle to free myself from the scaffolding.

An abyss of convoluted deceit
I take the next step and the next
To walk a road laden with spikes of steel
Nothing is what it seems.

My everything is put to the test
Unafraid, yet... gripped with unrest
Tiptoeing through the barren deserts of tears
Ruffled with the feathers of time
The battles are taking a toll on my mind.

Grudgingly I move
Into the darkness of the moon
A light is lost 
When I stand and pause.

Enveloping the mist of chains opened
Is a tale of unsaid tears rippled with roads taken
Therein lives a fighter without armour
We shouldn't give up now.