For those wishing to progress,
the only option is to
keep stepping and
the friction works against us but our
bodies were meant to let us
continue, and even though
this skin was once our
protection, it once
lessened the stress of the
world it will eventually
unfurl as will my life,
so I let the dead
skin off my feet scatter
and walk my path.
From the guy who writes free poems 10/27/14 (This is currently my only decoration on my wall)