Dissolved from my minds memory, I look back to my past to figure out what path it is that I should see, what have I grasped down this long road and what if any self discovery is there anything I can take as my own, or should my wisdom be all to carry my will and will that protect me from these dark and cold nights lost in the moss covered cobble stones of time the loose rocky rubble where your dreams were misplaced and are forever hard to find, can you scramble your conscious will, regain your thoughts center your soul and press up that hill. Or is the light of your soul so shallow that you cannot find the know how to make yourself glow, challenging moments make us who we are, and there are many paths one can take.