The Wall of Promises

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


As I slowly climb up the wall of promises, I look down and i'm terrified.
A rift had slowly been forming at the bottom and now you could see it slowly cracking.
I turn my look upwards and keep climbing.

The future is uncertain, for now and forever.
And that is both beautiful and absolutely insanity.
Why it is so hard to fight for what you have, and not what you want?

Life is like running with a blindfold on,
you never know what you stumble upon,
or if you can keep running past that.
And while i do like the security of just walking along, I am never more awake than just before i fall.


Submitted: May 03, 2020

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