Stubborn Boredom

Where I can get this?

Lifeless Wandering

Lifeless wandering,
Through the cemetery of the places we've been
Time rubbed out the paths,
Except the one to freezing haze... swallowing our world.

Mured in concrete, my dethroned Queen,
High above we once crossed our branches

Now you're reigning over ruins.

Stretched agony comes to an end
Bitter and resigned I'll go unlearn
To the walls of unsaid
The silent loss of ourselves

by : Micha?l Zancan

Pulled

Running with or being pulled?



Life is a little rush...
I started to feel that I am running out of time!
Desire started to take over the steering wheel and drive me forward...
At first, I tried to pulled for no reason...
Just to slow down the pace...
Just to take a rest and continue the path...

Now... I noticed I need to takeover the direction...
One day when I reached the destination...
I'll just let go...