lost in the wilderness
sliding through days
a runaway from innocence
drifting away
hopeless, directionless, twisted, depraved
tracks mark the time, the path from the fall
winding a trail to dying for more
but shining a light on the road to redemption
gifted with spirit, bestowed with rebellion
finding the way, eroding the dark
footprints to hope redefining the mark
the renegade tamed
a new day, a new path
remade and rewritten, a volition to pass
returned to the future, arriving at last

Image: Extraterrestrial Highway (Route 375), Nevada