I walked through these pathways
Filled with bumps and craters
I walk always afraid
Cold and shivering from the pains of being alone
When I was willing to finish this journey
That I have traveled for the longest of times
These people came with a flashlight
Lightening the way with beams of hope and guidance
Our journeys were never simply serious
Because we were the type of people who never lost topics to talk about
Our circle was a fountain of thoughts and ideas
All fond of books and music that kept us alive
Even with all the uncertainties clouding above us
I knew we’d always be strong
Our closeness was something different
But different was what always bonded us together
We may have not been the perfect group of friends
But nevertheless I knew that this was a family unlike any other
Because when I’m feeling a little lost,
I know I’ll always have their hands to hold
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 9:45 AM UTC
I walked through these pathways
Filled with bumps and craters
I walk always afraid
Cold and shivering from the pains of being alone
When I was willing to finish this journey
That I have traveled for the longest of times
These people came with a flashlight
Lightening the way with beams of hope and guidance
Our journeys were never simply serious
Because we were the type of people who never lost topics to talk about
Our circle was a fountain of thoughts and ideas
All fond of books and music that kept us alive
Even with all the uncertainties clouding above us
I knew we’d always be strong
Our closeness was something different
But different was what always bonded us together
We may have not been the perfect group of friends
But nevertheless I knew that this was a family unlike any other
Because when I’m feeling a little lost,
I know I’ll always have their hands to hold
tried a bit of quatrains :)
This one's for my weird friends whom I hate but love at the same time :)
