Bad day!

Bad Day!

A time when i was flying, moving though the speed of light,

No can chase me that time,

I was flying high over the mountains and skies,

letting my self breath high, i was just on the peak of mountain,

when i loose my site and loosed the power of flying.

I started falling down the mountain high,

i was shouting to loud but i was unable to fly it was out of my site,

i was falling breaking the snow, hit hard with a tree that time,

flying high and fallen to dam hard on my head,

i was still alive, bleeding and breathing,

my eyes fallen on a white bear, gazing on me to tight,

He start running toward me, i was still lying.

and sudden i fallen from my bed it was also at height.

hit hard on my head, and blessed myself to be alive.

A Bad Dread to a bad time. 😀

Author: fillingwords

Smile on faces, Fillingwords is a beautiful journey with all the people around the world with a sole motive is to fight against all the emotional pain, mental pain, depression and tensions. Fillingwords help and support all the people to fight against all the mental and emotional pain even when you are unaware. Unaware of becoming a victim of these pains. We don't need anything in return, we seek support and a permenant friendship bond from the people of this world.

One thought on “Bad day!”

  1. I see this is an old post. But I also fly in my dreams. I haven’t flown in a while, and to be honest I miss it. I always land gently though. Just flap my arms slowly (instead of quickly) and it brings me down slowly. So ridiculous, but I love it. I think it’s because the flying always removes me from a bad or scary situation.

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