Taking time out, getting away every chance they get, just to catch their breath and live a little.
People going about their business, doing what they can under ordinary circumstances, always trying to get ahead and divert their energy into areas other than stress.
Taking matters into their own hands and releasing the heartaches left them in life.
Instilling peace within my soul, helping me to keep moving forward.
Forlorn and empty, portraying the lost girl in life and walking away alone into the night.
Interested in formulas and equations placed in front of imagination’s screen, portraying explicit items realizing clues always pointing futurely.
So totally alone and hanging inside ideas of doom, not planning a life to come back to.Being depressed and sunken into rivets of never-ending loss until expiring in a puddle of forgotten tears, drying up in the desert, no where to show feelings or emotions.
Figuratively skating about, jumping and landing betweenrhythm and poetry.Alive with sensations of silent power, anticipating greatliterature when finished, experiencing creative talent born within each time I write.
A lifetime of wonderful experiences set deeply in memory’s mindful tranquility.
