Taking A Walk – Day 48, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Walking endlessly for miles on end,
Is all I can do as a man,
Lost in thought,
Without anyone I can call a friend.
I’ve never been an athlete,
Nor had any patience to learn how to dance,
Each,
Moment I’ve had in my life was spent pondering life’s mysteries,
While taking a stroll down a street where I felt like road kill…

I’ve tried to paint,
Play a game or two,
But,
Taking a walk while allowing the wind to console my burnt-out soul has always been more refreshing than,
Drinking an ice-cold brew of lies while watching my life go up in smoke…

I guess some would say I’m boring,
But,
With everything I’d notice as I’d trot towards some sort of solace,
I’ve experienced more exitement witnessing God’s and the Devil’s prowess.
I’ve turned corners into unexplored territories only to discover dead bodies I was always surrounded by all along.
In,
A moment’s glory,
I have stumbled upon artists that would paint me a story inspiring my inner-child to draw an image in my mind that,
Wasn’t so gory…

Walking alone has revealed beauties in my life I was too blind to see within stillness.
A stillness that would eat me alive as I was filled with,
An everlasting rage,
No matter how often I’ve been on a stage,
Reciting poetry of pain I could only alleviate with,
A stroll.
A stroll through a world doused in the fires we no longer conceal in our eyes as our hearts grow cold…

But,
The best part is having no where to go!
Just,
Flowing where the wind takes me regardless of a destination I’m unaware of…