staring into the depth of heaven, along the cliff of expectation my soul grows weaker, the shadowy voyager is lurking he knows and waits.
wading in the dark disheartened and alone, my weary soul is wounded & my static body is a void, all beliefs have left with the ebb.
gray days, darkness inside my eyes, clouds cry.
i have always wonder about deserted roads, if no one follow them, does it mean they lead to nowhere ?
it’s not what you’ll display, it’s how you will express, the hidden part of you.
along the road of hope, unstable clouds arise, i’m drifting in a serene world.