Sometimes I look back and see two roads that fall into one and then I see where my foot steps come from ; the hard rocky mountain shows some evidence of my presence, supposedly my smells . I walked and continued to walk into the rocks until I stumbled into one of the gaps and hit my head upon a rock and then blood showered out and out flew the mindfulness and person . I had died that day .
Then a rebirth happened, in which I was a hurt soul , where I was an easy catch and I went into the extremes of goods and bads.
Now , i wanted to kill that girl and take another rebirth and settle down into a good person where I live not breathe . I want to learn to love my life not mourn over it and honestly I dont know how long is it going to take to clear the 'mess' and live again .
To seep into something worth it always sounds like a wrong decision .
Then a rebirth happened, in which I was a hurt soul , where I was an easy catch and I went into the extremes of goods and bads.
Now , i wanted to kill that girl and take another rebirth and settle down into a good person where I live not breathe . I want to learn to love my life not mourn over it and honestly I dont know how long is it going to take to clear the 'mess' and live again .
To seep into something worth it always sounds like a wrong decision .
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