my journey
Wednesday, November 23, 2005 @ 12:42 PM
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In my vision, I see me
All alone but free
With the changing of time,
Every moment is mine.
The paradise I see
Will be mine and just for me
Nobody to care
And nobody would care.
I walk past the trees,
Run through the hills,
Drink from the river,
so cold, it makes me shiver.
I can see the flowers,
blooming wildly in the bushes.
I can hear the birds sing,
it wakes me when I'm sleeping.
But in the night I see,
I am alone and I'm lonely.
As the moon peeks at me,
I feel the coldness shattering me.
I walk the trail,
For I shall not fail.
I can feel the woods,
creaking through my veins.
I know there is somewhere,
and someone will be out there.
For at the end of my journey,
someone shall be waiting for me.
/s315. Mapua Institute of Technology
/2003 March 05