°•°Walking In Me°•°

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Walking past the dark roads.
The dark arrows.
The gardens with the dead unknowns.
The dead roads..
Of the severe pains of mind is going through..
The pain of a pain that leads to another moral day..

Another mattress of a place in a day..
Placing me in the bottles of life..
Placing these emotions in bottle of emotions..
An emotional cryer..a day believer..
A night scorer..A rhythm player..

I am all that with the magic existing in the plan..

In the palms for my hands..

But I'm just walking..

Walking over the dark lands..

The dark life where all there is, is..

Are the words says "I'm not alright"..

I'm not there..

I'm here where I need to be..

Like a song..

A song with a melody but a heart without no beats..

Throw me in the wind..

Throw me in the sun..

My life has just begun..

My story has just begun to feel like a..

Load of guns..

A load of runs..

The runs of runs of runs of runs..

I place myself into just to see..

How far I'll go..

But everywhere I walk..

Every obstacle I try to battle..

Is the same old battle..

Playing the same old life song..

The same old me..just in another ..

Level..

Lower level where I accidentally pressed..

Bottom keys instead of the top..

My mind is already about to..

Erupt with the magma and the hot..

Fiery volcano making me lose..

Another painful lesson..

Another day yearning for me..

To see butterflies in the gardens of life..

Where I am walking I try to pace..

As slowly as possible..

Making sure I don't hit any cracks on the floor..

Making my way out of my..

Old door..

And just.. Walking in me..

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