During distressful moments nature comes at play
Its calming sounds never to delay
The sun kissed your shoulders, as you admired the scenery
You smile with eyes closed and run away from reality eagerly
The wind blowing right past you, refreshing your thoughts
each what if and every flashback is blown away and is lost
And when every memory is gone, you suddenly come to a stop
The winds sound is gone, and the silence becomes deafening.
I return back to reality, to a race I never ran in the first place, its unsettling.
