DON’T STOP MOVING

I walk with pains
Seeing all with tears
Crumbling and rumblings
Muttering any words I can
How it feels to tread on paths
That seem not to be easy
But walkways with danger
It’s to late to go back..

Tears are dried up
I’m loosing strenght
Still, a long way to go
I’ve to stay tight.
No one’s coming to my aid,
Then I have to hold no blames
Looking forward
And ne’er giving up.

@BomsPenWrites

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