So afraid because she threatens me every day.
She starts with those heavy thoughts that pursues my sleep just the way rain pursues heat.
The liquid scuffles up and never seems to stop been ejected.
The cold stabs my heart so hard like i owed it a fortune yet to be paid up.
And when she starts her strides she is accompanied with an entourage.
Decrease in her light intensity.
Then the ethmoidal,maxillary sinuses and thier unrelentless sisters start thier aches.
My knees knock harder on its doors.
Loathsome feelings.
Does she always have to reveal her face daily,have not i seen it a thousand and one times.
She regurgitates my seemingly unsuccessful rides of strides for him to lament over.
Then the memorylane hits a traffic jam instead of a "GO SLOW".
So my thoughts were left with no other option but to stepdown to trek barefooted to complete the journey of a million miles.
Let me be NIGHTFALL.....
I thought the living legend had payed my dues,so why your steady confronts and troubles.
So passersby thought he had gone crazy.
NOT AT ALL.
Just a little chit chat with the nightfall so she might get drowsy and go to bed at least for once.
And like a friend of a thousand years who i met in writing would say
WE HAVE HAD NO PEACE,NO QUIET,NO REST.BUT TROUBLE KEEPS COMING.
SHE IS THE NIGHTFALL
"NEWEST CUL DUDE INSPIRED"
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