Secretly I became fear itself.
Raging out like the god of war.
Thinking that my mind can be stored in the shelf.
My mind wants to soar.
Creative artwork spread along the empty dining room table.
To make this piece of art come to life I might be capable.
Signing my name in cursive on the pages that I wrote on is my dream.
Making my dream shiny and gleam.
I am a glimpse of my future.
As I journey through the forest in the present.
Anyone who wants to go against it.
Will have to fight through the barriers of my walls.
I am now ready to leave this place of emptiness to spark the fire that had been laying low for so long.
I will never have to look at the stars in the skies.
Because the stars are implanted in my eyes.
choisiwongirl aka Nikki 