Day by day
I hold, grab, switch hands
Reaching higher and higher
Seeing amazing things, hoping for more
Needing dreams upon my eyes
Then on top I let go, I breathe in
Look down below, seeing what has helped and broke.
A new beginning each time
I'm close to finding the end
Breaking winds in the winter, making me colder, bolder, and bitter
But I'll be sober facing my dream
taking every step that's been there for years
And when I make it, it'll be beautiful
Watching the sky bends with my feet
Dancing lights on my face and skin.
It'll make my smile warm again.
But underneath my breath,
I can feel oblivion in my blood
The tools creaking
My voice is dry and hidden within me
So that'll be it
Soon to be on a different trip
I won't make a sound, I'll be proud, and keep pushing forward once more.
For the light and my sound.
About the Creator
KuroHoshi
A Poet, An Artist, and the person who tries to become a living star
I write the about the creatures from underneath my mind
Some are happy, others are truthful, but I'll let you decide what's their fate
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