Journey Poem by Timon Chibuike

Something above me
is watching
My every moves
Following my heart with
his footsteps in the dark
Giving me a reason to run without
looking back
Maketh my foots become stronger as
the wave of the sea
And my heart alart each time I stop breathing
Maketh hand's so flexible with a ink stick
Wrapped over some scrolls
Incase I loose it,
I will paint a image of my journey
on the pages of a scroll
As everyone is watching except me.