There was a man who tried to seek a path though the mist in which he had lost.
The mist was of doubts, regrets, fear, pain that were in his bones.
The man had a though of wanting to see the night sky full of stars.
But he could not after all he was in the mist, which felt more cold and dark.
Darker it got the more he felt lost the man had a life and there were many moments.
Happy, sad, bad, good and some were the beginning and the end.
The people who were part of him were dear to him, even if they were not at the same time.
They were a part that had changed over but he did not know them as he felt foreign.
Which had given question that he could not answer, even if he had many who knew him and many he called friends.
The truth was that even with them he felt lonely and alone even with them.
What he wanted was only solice that took from of a solitude in this darkness.
There was very few, one or two who knew his ugly that he had hidden from the others.
The wounds he carried were hidden so well that even with sign no one could find.
Even they found it they would forget about it as a distant memory which blurred.
As the insignificant self made others forget him.
He was happy for this because as if he was letting rope he was holding.
After all he felt as thou a burden to them, burden that was not able to lite a fire.
Wounds he had thought were bleeding every min as sand slipping from a fist.
After all the pain was so much that had blessed him of senseless.
As the he felt blind the more he thought that he would fall and would not wake again.
The thought which come to accept him was of the cursed fate called death.
What hurt him the most was when someone tried to break the wall that he built around him if the emotions that he showed were not the only part.
But that was not the one that hurt most but the hope he got.
He knew that more he hoped the more he hurt himself.
So he thought at least he was alone after all the star which showed him path got burned and ash was buried in his heart which was never his.
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Dreams
PoezieThe life shows us many beautiful moments as they in engraved into our hearts that might seem to have been coming in the magical world of dreams. Which makes us drown in depths of thoughts. As they fuel us to create different realm where we are all a...