• My Legs Are Pushing Me Forward, Thru The Dust, Thru The Wind; The Never Ending Wind. Twisting And Tormenting My Thoughts Beyond Recognition. So Much I Just Dont Know Anything Anymore. A Never Ending Spiral Of Emotions : Love, Hate, Fear. These Thoughts, These Visions, Come Rushing Over Me ; Too Much For One Man To Handle Himself.
    Im Racing Now, Racing Against Time ; Against The Sand In The Hour Glass. Towards That Pretty Picture Of Life And Happiness Painted On The Walls. Whats Behind Me Is Unrecognizable. An Over Powering Feirce, Moving, Pushing Against Me.
    The Sky Turns Colours Over Head. From A Dark Blue To A Midnight Blue, To A Deep Rich Purple, Then Finally A Cold Sharp Blackness. Shadows Cover The Land As No Moon And No Sun Are Over Head. The Days Turn To Nights, The Nights To Nothing. My Legs Are Still Moving, Still Pushing, Never Ending.
    They Climb Now ; A Freezing Mountain Blocking My Path. Its Sides Point Out, Poking, Stabbing Me An Unbearable Barrier Of Doubt And Despair. The Ice Beneath My Hands, My Feet, Freezes My Bones It Stops Me For A Minute, But Not A Second After. I Must Continue, I Must Move On.
    Thru All The Pain The Sweat, And Fear After This Nightmare Ends. When Do I Move On? When Do I Continue My Journey Of Life? Where Can I Find The Answer To My Unasked Questions? I Wake From the Dream.
    My Legs Sore, My Breath Heavy. Am I Sure It Was A Dream? If It Was, Where Do I Go From Here? Do I Run, Do I Stop, Or Do I Go Back? This Journey I Am On Shows No Signs Of Stopping. But One Thing I Know For Sure, Is That I Must Continue Onward...