CHASING A DREAM
Actually wanted to stop him,
Hunting is my dream to pursue an increasingly abstract,
That was not so obvious,
Almost lost everything.
Although there is still a glimmer of light,
Still dark,
And I was just able to walk,
By touching the void,
With all the feelings,
By shuffling and my tired,
With tears that have been depleted.
I looked away for a moment,
To the end of the horizon,
Then I was blown away because of weakness,
Which...
