Lonesome Roamer Kenshin

Endless road, the feeling of loneliness I need to walk with

Cos I have been the one without a home

The emptiness, never dies away

Keeps tearing a hole within my heart

So

I keep on roaming, and I hesitate to walk now and then

But

That special kind of thing

I got to find

Maybe my life

Destined to be this way

Not smiling, doesn’t mean that I wanna cry myself tears. Wind rising, doesn’t help to soothe my ruffled spirits. A lot of thoughts weighing on my mind, doesn’t set the scene that I would be haunted by the ghost of yesterday and that I cannot move on.

Sword rectracted, my eyes already hurting at the sight of the blood spilling and the figures dropping to the ground. Heart exhausted, what else ought I to believe in? Yet memories from childhood when I was hugged and cared, keeps me alive.

Like it or not, life goes on. I feel lost, so I keep on roaming. Aimlessly roaming, what if I let my paces stop.

Inside the gray, am I heading for a breakdown? Promise myself I wouldn’t care, roaming cos I can prove I ain’t got nowhere to go. Pathetic not me, I allow myself to feel what sharp distress I might cos I am only flesh and bones.