A Piece of Advice...

The first step toward a solution

Is to know what you are doing 

Check each scar while moving

Then devise a plan to suture

If those thoughts of doubt 

Sullenly sog with clouds,

Set a goal in sight 

While moving with wrought in life

Things will always change 

While others will stay the same 

Each step in tomorrow's walk 

Ferries forward thoughts

In the face of heartfelt loss 

One must move to fight the odds. 

I march to forget 

All of the things I've never missed 

Placing more things in front of me

Gets me to where I want to be. 

The bemoaning fields of missing sound

dreaming you into stagnancy.