Everyday is a routine. Get up. Play some game. Watch tv. Then go to bed.
So decide to be faarty for a moment and write some writing. Something i haven't done in ages.
As the day draw near the broken heart
He fill his mind with broken reminisce
Like one who lost his soul and touch
Agony creep into his empty heart
He fills his heart with infinity
But he was let down by his soul
He cries, he laugh to wander off
To the evergreen park
Searching for the one he used to love
He says he's got nothing to live for
Just before he puts that knife
Across his neck
He saw this light
A familiar sighting
He remembered this light
It was this light that brought him
To the lush he yearn for
The Utopia of his dreams
I hope he found what his searching for
Cause i found mine
Then i realise, those footsteps where mine.