Wander

My thought's are wandering,
again.
To places I forbide time ago,
But resistance is futile.
Once,
It was beautiful,
Grand, Alive, Secure, Fearless,
Strange it seems
to be drained of colour,
to be broken,
to be addicted,
Gave all of me, all willingly,
to listen and feel,
What all longed in this life.
How stupid.
How mad.
How hurt.
How... hurt,
An old hated, despised friend
That never thought would be felt again,
Just had to bring other friends he did.
Fear, paranoia, doubt, anger.
Still not as bad as old aquaintance.
travelled together along many roads,
more like tagging along for the ride for them!
Oh dear! It's getting dimmer!
where's the illuminator?
Strange, It's not working...
Wonder whats wrong?
Ah! No longer warm it seems.
Tripped, knocked over, cut and bruised
Tsk! accident prone indeed!
So tired, cold, hopeless.
Fell face down, self-accident again?!
Still awake? Yes, apparently.
Thirsty, so thirsty.
"Here, drink, tired one"
Huh?
What? *COUGH*
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.
. Ahh!
It's..... bright?!
Where is this? Who was the stranger?
Hello?!
HELLO!!!!!!!!!
Not here any longer, maybe been gone for a long time already.
Wait.
Could it be? Alone?
HEEEEEELLOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
(echo) HEEEEEELLOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
TRULY!
The air is good indeed.
Well, still away's to go.
Now which way?
Take a pick, after all,its a nice day to walk,
Or Jog,
Or run,
But why? Take it easy.
Hmmm... True. Oh ya!
remind me to thank the stranger.

Written By:
Nicholas Jeffery
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