I walk on a rickety path made of wood
Surrounded by plants, trees and rocks
Nothing to see for a minute or two
But in the distance I hear the crashing waves
Peering from the clouds, the suns rays
As I embark up this walkway
A calming sensation fills my lungs
All the toxic energy being ****** out of me
Drifting away and then disappearing
All from walking on the rickety path made of wood
Now I am free of my tangled thoughts
You know the feeling....
Of feeling good...