*I choose to walk on this arid rocky road
I sometimes forget where I belong,
in this haziness of unsettled dust
my heart filled with fear all along
Just round the corner I felt
someone somewhere called me,
I realized the turns I had not dealt
have now become an unavoidable trap.
No, I never feared the uphill
life is a struggle, with honesty by your side,
but sometimes things go against your will
mountains crumble and you don't know how to slide.
I believe that day has come near
when a strange smoke will engulf me
and images will start to become clear
and I will know I have reached the end.*
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 7:34 AM UTC
*I choose to walk on this arid rocky road
I sometimes forget where I belong,
in this haziness of unsettled dust
my heart filled with fear all along
Just round the corner I felt
someone somewhere called me,
I realized the turns I had not dealt
have now become an unavoidable trap.
No, I never feared the uphill
life is a struggle, with honesty by your side,
but sometimes things go against your will
mountains crumble and you don't know how to slide.
I believe that day has come near
when a strange smoke will engulf me
and images will start to become clear
and I will know I have reached the end.*
Many things happen daily and we tend to pass them, some tend to stick with us and some just falls away. I wonder what waits for me in the future and how it will effect my life.
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