Jumat, 01 Juni 2012


i stood, against the wall of your anguish.
i gazed upon the great height of enclosure.

that was it.

the moment when i felt like every road is a dead end.

i was losing grip, of everything that i had left behind.
i've been burning bridges and closing roads behind me.

now is the time.

to swallow my pride, and head back home.