BlizzzardWolf

They say that after going up the hill There’s a downhill It’s trueAt the begging I wasn’t aware of it I still kept walking Like I was going straightBut before I knew I was racing Downhill. I was going so fast I couldn’t see what was happeningMy vision blurred The faces around, distorted Screaming deaf sounds I think they were screaming “Stop”.I think they were the people around me Seeing me speeding down Trying to warn me Trying to stop My inevitable fall.But I couldn’t stop I was going too fast Too fast to stop.And then I saw The only thing that wasn’t blurry But I was blocking away like all of the other thingsMyself I saw myself Cristal ...