Looping constantly things have taken a toll,
Now against the rules I wish the dice roll.
Fluttering aimlessly like the leaf in the wind,
this wasn’t first choice, targets there were and so detetmined.
When do you give up and when should you fight,
if the circle is endless in one life.
Break the shackles and stop the wheel,
Misfortune of dungeons and dragons it may bring.
Being an orchid might have been the choice,
now dandelion sprouts after the cold in the spring.
There is defeat if one participates after all,
withdrawing is not an option it is not a fall.
Like the phoenix you can rise from the ashes,
then crumble the world that mocked your cuts and gashes.
Every journey comes to an end, how you choose to exit is hard to tell,
Fight or flight is not a last minute plan.
Each day counts and every rise and bruise makes the call,
They may say one but believe another, you are what it takes.
No secret powers they carry around, it is the will,
mighter than the money or a gun to hold you down.
If you wish today there can be a change,
a new beginning and just a journey to paradise range.