I just wanna walk away,
Cause this path is not my way,
This road looks like a devil,
And the ground seems so still,
Wait for it, to lose its mind,
Can I just scream? Help me!
This ground is gonna gulp me!
Keep walking, don't look back,
You will someday reach somewhere,
Eventually.
Eventually? I ask the voice,
A word? Or a sword?
I am scared of eventually,
I'll die eventually,
I'll move on eventually,
I'll make myself eventually,
But where is your eventually?
I don't like Eventually,
It's a stab from a friend,
It's a punch on a wound,
It's a hope my pretentious,
It's a lie,
It's unsure,
It's a wait,
And it's late.
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I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.