After running like a headless chicken, and to be snowed after. Heading with the bust at the night, cold and flying solo. Swallowing the the jerk of traffic, and nobody.
A long week to shoulder the burden and still. Am nobody
To going through, uphill battle, and nobody.
Won't worry, after the storm, a calming sensation where you feel peace on it. Deeply.
Then you forgot and nobody.
Went out, get to realize under the open sky. The light of the sun kissing the face of you lookin up the blue or even a grey skies. But, am nobody and nobody.