The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or waiting back
Chasing the horizon
makes me feel so small,
the color hits my eyes
and dilutes my knowing,
Engulfed in a smokey crimson sky,
feeling high,
my wings will spread,
my body could die,
the sky could absorb me,
happiness, bakes me in its fire light,
as my...