Poems from brayan1996
tick tock, tick tock,
The clock irritably ticks. Not a sign of torture,
but a sign of laughter, joy and peacefulness.
Rest comes my way,...
After my shadow I go
After my shadow I go vanquishing fears
and overcoming excuses.
I go on and on, weary of what might await for me...
A safe place for me, for me and no one else.
White colored paint, coats the walls around me...
It looks dull,
not very amusing, just...
A head start, here I go.
Running and running without stopping.
I catch up to those in front of me in a blow.
Swiftly hurtling and...