The wind whispers as I walk the dead road to you
this is not foreign to me.
I have walked this road a million times
but today the trip is different.
The smell of the once blooming flowers are repugnant.
I stop and it is the same all around.
No beautiful and tall trees nor is there
the weird shaped clouds that I find so unique.
If it was any other day but today,
I would have burst out in rage.
But it is today,
and all I see are rotten fruits, unpleasant flowers,
lifeless animals and the seemingly chipped road
Just because it is today.
*A special thanks to Ate Ish! You are an angel. <3 Thank you for always reading my blog.