Sounding key

Splitting into a thousand versed pieces

The winding path breaks free, splitting into a thousand versed pieces

Shattered, forming a wall like a vessel

The effort is present, moving forward despite the heaviness that tangles around

Choking for life but the air is thick, poisoned with mistakes

Forward, forward, no longer feeling the need to look back

The gaze is focused on the moment, the sounding key to it all