A song
In the air flows
Unknown, unusual
Transmits a warmth nonexistent
Evermore...
©shadownik
We may want to but we can't
Some things are better forgotten
But sometimes the links are forged of adamantium
Chains that turn our souls into beasts of burden..
©shadownik
With the heart as your compass
Tread the world and life alike
You'll see your way among the trillions
as you walk it with naught a care
For destiny nor destination
Cz the road isn't in the past we often look into
Nor is it in the future we pride ourselves in calculating
It is in the present right under our feet
©shadownik
Even if there was such a thing called love
On this strange little rock that we call our home
I wouldn't dare believe such
Even if the whole world angry at me
Made me believe in such
I wouldn't dare care about such
©shadownik
He knew he would need to make his own World
Before he quickly grew weary and old
He wanted to carve out a beautiful world
But all he could do was to slowly grow old
©shadownik