Life is a struggle
A place where no one goes without a cut
This I wonder looking up to the hill before me
The hill of age!
.
Could this be a disease ?
As each strand of my dark hair refashioning into grey
.
Could this be an aliment?
My dimples renovating to wrinkles
My skin losing his smoothness
.
Could this be amnesia?
My brain on strike?
My memories are fading like sunshine at twilight
.
Climbing the hill age
Full of struggles like a
Tapper climbing a palm tree
Climbing the hill
To join the ancestors
Climbing the hill to
Begin the journey to the another phase!
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 12:45 AM UTC
Life is a struggle
A place where no one goes without a cut
This I wonder looking up to the hill before me
The hill of age!
.
Could this be a disease ?
As each strand of my dark hair refashioning into grey
.
Could this be an aliment?
My dimples renovating to wrinkles
My skin losing his smoothness
.
Could this be amnesia?
My brain on strike?
My memories are fading like sunshine at twilight
.
Climbing the hill age
Full of struggles like a
Tapper climbing a palm tree
Climbing the hill
To join the ancestors
Climbing the hill to
Begin the journey to the another phase!