Forever should be mine.
I run around in circles yet to find another day,
Tracing and understanding this piece of paper
I run wild in a garden full of fire
I daydream to a wonderful place which no man could go
I want to be with the sun, the stars and the moon.
This force of gravity gathers all the pieces of every shape that I was created in
And transforms it into a ball.
Why is it that I create this surreal imagination and still wake up to this reality, its hard trying to convince yourself this lie to what your happiness can be. After all
It would just be me and my scares that these enemies left me with.
By Hassan Raza