Battles

Within the darkest hours, we reflect upon the things that gives a life its breath and focus on but that which intellect deems worthy, we can fall into the depth of logic over heart, and while some say this may but be the nobler way to live, it may in fact our deepest selves betray and bid us push away when we should give ourselves to naught but matters of the heart, primordial soul, the beacon of what’s true which binds us to that which we’ve wrenched apart from what we know and trust can guide us through. Though faith and righteousness will be my guide, I pray some day you’ll know what lies inside.