Travel

Your back is away from the floor boards
My feet are as high as they can possibly be
Hoping for somewhere to go from here
Maybe we will wake up and see

Taking us pass the horizon
Beyond the grass littered fields
I'm taking you on my path
Where you willingly agree to be there forever

Standing in the light dividing the source of it
Changing the darkness for the better
Retaining the light all along
With no knowledge of how this is
Where we might land is for the best

the light along the hall gave off a shadow that reminded me of things I shouldn't forget and things that I will always want to remember and think about to carry on as if nothing has happened

the pain is real

flourishing in my failures, scraping along on my knees. a regrettable burning sensation when I think of what I've achieved. i just want to hang my head. hide myself in the lowest depths this earth has to offer. or even possibly the furthest reaches in space. go where no one can see me, or know about what I have or have not done. make me forget, help me to erase these memories. wipe my slate clean because the pain is too real. i just want this to end. locked and alone I have no family nor friend. so tired, so weak and pathetic. in my surroundings i'm out of luck. things are not going to change, so i'll just give up.