You are alone. Irrespective of what number friends you create , what number stops you are taking , which over directions you will go , whichever seeds you will sow , your path is walked by you .
You are alone . Your friends are semblances of noises that fill your head, with no activities left , you reach for like to hide from that dread but the dread wouldn't go, and it'll coming, until you finish the journey craving for your steps. Your friends will most definitely go,move on ,and dispassionately remember what you accustomed be an extended time ago; your love will increasingly invest within the diversification of her interests, your role in her history are going to be long forgotten and summarised in instances of jest. For you are doing not realize the series of now you have got abandoned , some for sleep and a few for entertainment , and you could not even see until they bought you right down to your knees.
You are alone . So rise and retrospect to find your way, there is a tomorrow every single day , indulge in hearing the sounds of your pain ; lashing out in anger , they ask for change . It's time to forego the remains of the maimed, what's lost is last and will stay lost in the reserves of unpraised, It's not the man in you but the Titan you need to know embrace. So rise , my brothers and sisters , and take back everything you have lost nothing less and everything more. But stop falling for traps of temporary happiness , friendship utopias , the insignificant thrills of falling in love everytime a girl or boy texts you back .
You are alone . You either finish the journey , or you stay lost your entire life . So rise...................🕊️
