#WritcoWildCard

I went to catch the pen, I failed.
I sat on the first bench, failed.
I got a scale to measure my faults
Thought done but failed.
Got my favourite thing; collered up, blew away like a Straw but then ...
Bliss flourished on me, waved her arms
I ! caught hesitantly and forgot the path of cactus, I slept
The thrones bleed again and again
Groaned, cried , again slept
Dreamt of the bliss
Hoping for its reappearance
Came at last
This time in a much better way
I got up and ran
Just then I saw a boy lying pale- scared, weakened, spiked

God blessed me eternally