I walk to clear my head,
wondering aimless amongst the dead,
listening to what the lives wish they'd said.
New life born upon thier backs,
as I crush souls with my tracks,
pondering this my brain racks.
Listening aimlessly my thoughts blurry,
Thinking back on all my friends,
my heavy heart this truly mends,
as finally my journey,
ends.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
I walk to clear my head,
wondering aimless amongst the dead,
listening to what the lives wish they'd said.
New life born upon thier backs,
as I crush souls with my tracks,
pondering this my brain racks.
Listening aimlessly my thoughts blurry,
Thinking back on all my friends,
my heavy heart this truly mends,
as finally my journey,
ends.
