i see my life coming to haven
going there all but once
so long a journey to travel
so long a journey to travel, exclusively
getting used to this life
i never worry
i never truly care
i can’t really remember the way
i used to be
what IS that thing called life?
where is MY turn!
has it been that long…
i never got used to flowing through my mind by myself
i know sometimes someone is missing
but i can’t feel anything anymore
am i supposed to?
Peace and blessings!
alone…