Walk alone

Walk alone

The sky is white, the floor is white; there is nothing around in my site

I was standing here when I awoke; how did I even get here, is this a joke?

I walk alone in silence with no one to depend; I walk in the snow for days on end

I came to realise this was life; a long cold journey I had to walk alone and survive

The blankness is space for me to fill in and create; a picture of what I allow, there is no fate!

I rely on me, I design my path; I say this with a knowing laugh.



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