A chilly night,Full of stars and moonlight,
Not a sound to be heard,
Only the smell of burning leafs in the distance.
As I lay in my bed,
The covers pulled up to my chest; Protecting my body from the cold of nightfall.
I pounder of what is to become of me. The mysteries of life still unknown and will always remain unknown.
Many roads present itself,
Only I travel the roads that are more dangerous, more untraveled by everyone else.
As I cross onto unknown territory, my soul burns.
Craving a desire that is has yet to be discovered.
And while I’m on my journey I hope to awaken a passion, a demon, a desire.
Life is truly fascinating and yet, unforgiving. Will I never be satisfied with the path I choose? Or will I be deemed to wonder in search of new adventures and experiences?
I guess here… lays the beauty that is called life.