I breathe heavily, almost an impossible task.
Many thoughts cloud me, much obstructions limit my path.
Since when has this become of me,
Until when will this last?
Please.
I long to be once again young,
To be rid of the weight that drags me behind,
To float, fly free, and worry not
And once again treat life as a highway ride.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 1:29 AM UTC
I breathe heavily, almost an impossible task.
Many thoughts cloud me, much obstructions limit my path.
Since when has this become of me,
Until when will this last?
Please.
I long to be once again young,
To be rid of the weight that drags me behind,
To float, fly free, and worry not
And once again treat life as a highway ride.
