Out my mind
Only when I take the time to realize the mistakes I've made through-out my past, I tend to grasp the observations through my mind. The distance from me and the future are slim to nothing with every second of my breath . Knowing I'll be closer to my dreams the skys look down upon me and smile. In consideration I smell the deep dark passion of the world to my existence . I leave the place of passion and enter the state of Compassion. The time beneath my wings soars into the air I breath with every breath closer to my death.












