journey-less;

the wind, it floats so cold with words.
you're in and out of sleep tonight,
and it led you to the shed to hide.

another sleepless night, accompanied by too many thoughts.
my head hurts, get me some water, will you?

i thought a new year would bring new hopes, new aspirations, but it really didn't. i don't feel like i've moved on, forced upon my plate a new round of life.

few words are spoken, too many thoughts are shared.

is the new life going to hurt? yes.
was it necessary? most definetly.

now, it's time to build my new reputation. i can be whoever i want to be.

let the journey begin.