RISSA FORMICA - The Road

Many say time will heal.
But how can time heal our wounds and the way we feel?
But we know someday well deal.

Fighting.
That's all I hear, but then there's lightning.
The thunder which reflects my pain.
I'm running away.
Running I step into the rain.

I'm running with nowhere to go.
But then I stop and see a road.
People say you have to chose a path. One will choose your destiny or Fate.
There's two ways to go.
Which way is the right way?
I choose what feels right.
I head towards what feels like light.

Its so bright.
I know i have chosen well.
But in that moment I knew my fate
my destiny all belonged in that moment.
That moment on
The Road....

RISSA FORMICA

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