Keep walking.

I no longer bear the hallmark of youth.
No more pulsating beats, no more grasping breath, no more stolen heart.

Age has taken my innocence, mellowed my emotions and give me days in shades of blue. I miss the vibrant colours of adolescence, the carefree spirit of yester years, the carelessness of time...being conspicuous, pretentious and infantile. The smell of impulsiveness still lingers, but frequently fainted by a weaken mind. My eyes no longer chase fleeting scenes, only to realise that my world now, is never the one I thought I saw. While courting dreams and embracing hope like there were too many tomorrows, I forgotten to remind Time to run alit slower. Rampaged by the indulgence of selfish existence, my battered heart slowed to a tread. I have aged.

Wiser? Happier? More to come?

I have no clue. Time still choose to remain silent on the future, and you can only await Tomorrow to tell you more. The path taken shone no light on the journey ahead, and there is no retracing your steps...only to plough on and on and on.

Until your flame flicker off and take your final breath away.