the walk

i walk for every step that left for me..
getting tired, even i feel that the tiredness bound in my route..
my eye, can't open without courage..
my mouth can't speak without someone...
heart was torn apart... may be this the last joy I've ever had..
threw the sunset of monday, I left my burden.. but it still appear..
threw the wind of smoke it still exist...
threw the night of sundown to drop it but it keep pushing me...
why the truth make me be such the horrible person...