Aimlessly Moving…

Skidding in a straight line is normal

Moving on from the woes of life is never linear

In life there are unprecedented lows and highs

The sky will turn grey

Crossing railroads will lead to disappointments

Hearts will begin to palpitate

Sorrow drops onto the reins

The reins of life are never afraid, to take us where our soul shudders in pain

And instead of going against the grain

I choose to use that pain; to tunnel myself a new terrain

Aimlessly moving in the wind

Isn’t always bad

Good luck kid

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