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What wrong with me ?

I never been afraid to soil and take risk.

The flights are sense vague.

 No more of the union and finding.

No more of the people dieing.

What is wrong with us, Have we fallen weak to such.

Have we told each other I Love you.

All hate of all kind, want you were mine in these wondering times?

So forth , we don't share life sprite.

What could you possibly remember?

There you where , looking at me, thinking that I was crazy.

Stop all your crying and lying, I don't half to live this lie that you set for me to die.

Cold hearts and dull stars that are dim till there dead.

No life , no charger to rejuvenate the head.

That started a war of something left unsaid.

No one could see like a focused over there eyes.

And so I walk into a pattering of pathway drama.

And no this was no longer funny.

All laughter stop.

It was not hot or cold.

Just the unknown to carry you away.

Don't wait until its to late to pray.

Your knees are weak so you say!

But I must stand,

Trouble in the sand that doom the sea away.

The grey, cold skies took your day.

I did;t used to be afraid to soil,

Now I'm sitting here looking at this back door.

  Seeking a higher source.

never knew that i would not know what to do or where to go.

so I stroll,

I ponder and wonder this earth.

I think about is he thinking about me and the thoughts I'm thinking.

Could it all be a dream? or my once a pone a time fairly tale.

I use to fly and take risk.

Now this is something I incredibly miss,

Now she lone for peace and freedom.

And a beautiful life with all of her children.

Reigning over entire breed.