Trees, stones, grass
I'm passing by.
I don't know where
I'm going, so I can't say good-bye
Light flashes
Images spark
Yet all I can do is
Run
Run.
I hear voices
Someone telling me
to turn.
My heart speaks
one way
My mind tells me
to move on.
Yet where does
the road lead?
Where does it
end?
Where do we stop
to take a breath?
Trees, stones, grass
Kept passing by
With no end
and no beginning
Endless amounts of
stones...
Everywhere