Roads Can't Heal Wounded Souls

Poem

I found wounds
Outside 
In sunlight
Kissed by daylight

Made my thoughts breathe again and find hope
not afraid to be in this world 
Even though you’d pay the devil to stain everything 
Cold.

Steps I take
Are on the same streets and moors
Many before me took
steps to walk and find new things on the same paths

I'm not too old
I'm not too young
the stre…