Strolling through the streets alone
I search my way to find my home
The streets are empty, no one in sight
While the stars and moon, illuminate the night
The road behind me is dark and gloom
I was afraid,and stayed in my room
I turned around to look behind
Seeing myself, how I was confined
I sighed and turned around again
And see myself growing from all the pain
I've met different kinds along my way
Some turned around while some decided to stay
The path ahead is far and long
But I'll keep going, and find my home
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A Journey Of Hearts: Metanoia
PoetryA journey of hearts: metanoia, original written by me, Misa Akari Please do not repost or use without permission