That lost soul

The sky seem dark and darker, wonder if its still day or its night.

no sun nor moonlight. 

Even the stars don't want to share their little glimers.

wondering arround,

hopes theres a clue or hopes.

keep wait and wait,

keep walk and walk,

clueless with nowhere to go,

no point of this endless jurney with no specific destination.

bagging for hopes,

begging for light.

-soy / 16 FEB '17 / 0237