d_demandasaurus

Changing the course of the wind is what I wanted The storm washed me away To rescue all indeed I tried The flood washed me away   Now I have the clouds of silence Above me they wait to burst A glimpse of sunshine just charges me, it’s slow I wait for complete muscle   Why did I plan to change the course? Asks my sour throat, now Why did I go fast from the source? Asks my tired legs now   I was running away from reality then, I was running away from my past later I was running away from the mistakes I did last, I am now standing still state, where and why should I run?   There is no quitting to things I do There is no turning back There is just one path leading out That is fighting, till the knockout   Will I get washed in the rain? Will the storm drain me away again? Will I be able to stay in the ring? Will I be able to run away from the Bulls behind? YES, I will!                         ...