im just walking, trying to cool off from what ever the heck riled me up to begin with
taking my own body and moving it, taking one step at a time
I have absolutely no idea where im headed
I can hear the sound of rumple under my feet as I walk up through the winding paths of the forestry mountain taking in a breath of air, shaking in anger but the breaths are ever so slowly calming me
As im walking I have to wonder why and where im I going ? what's the purpose of me venturing on this path?
is it because im empty inside?
who knows for sure
but if you need to figure things out its best to talk or take a walk to clear your mind abit,then dive head first into the problem at hand, some run away never looking back they have their reasons im sure
but I think their just cowards
the world today is based on soo many different ideas, actions and beliefs and prides im not preaching im simply stating the obvious here.
so why do we fight? whats the point?
YOU ARE READING
RANDOM POETRY I WROTE + some RANDOM rants
Poetryits basically some poetry I wrote for a last high school project, and some random rants here an there when I have writers block. some of its happy other times not so much I guess its how you people perceive it as, also im random
