It was blur and I was over
My breath tightened
My speed became slower
And I knew it was coming closer
Trouble was its name
Following me was its game
But everytime I lost
a spark my smouldering fire got
This time I was near to fail
When my smouldering fire burst into flames
I still remember that day
When I finally knew the way
Of how I could fly above the pain
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 6:30 AM UTC
It was blur and I was over
My breath tightened
My speed became slower
And I knew it was coming closer
Trouble was its name
Following me was its game
But everytime I lost
a spark my smouldering fire got
This time I was near to fail
When my smouldering fire burst into flames
I still remember that day
When I finally knew the way
Of how I could fly above the pain
