Knowing edges of memories can take me there, I wait for
dream-like inspiration to take my hand and heart leading
me into the foray of past images.
Delegating feelings to fill my heart with tears, drifting
from inner emotional content.
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Rambling down crowded pathways, seeking breath-taking
Beauty flowering into daydreams of brilliant thought,trying out new forms and shapes of silent wordycommunication.Continuous enjoyment of imagination tickling allmanner of speech, causing it to spill out onto thispage for you to see and appreciate.
Noticing the hypocrisy of a lifetime in those with narrow,
Searching forever for open-minded people whom I can consortwith, enjoy conversations and live an open and clean lifein fabulous peace and serenity.
People walking past my room as I sit here in the hospital.
Along the way, meeting others, finding ways of doing things in their own trials and sorrows through life.Not always finding answers, yet they keep searching for some reprieve from their circumstances.
A person, humiliating and cornering me with abuse, causing me to hide away interiorly again.
Leaving everything well enough alone, but it causes an emptiness within, tempting suicide to uncover itself after all these years.