Forever remembering the loneliness, closing once again around my heart, squeezing life from interiorly being shown to the world.
Always keeping it to myself – others never knowing the abandonment I’ve forever felt throughout life.
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Leaves blowing. Children swinging – noisy swings. Sun shining.
Sliding boards braced tightly to the ground.Sun heating steel top rungs and part where kids go down.Sandboxes sifting silently to themselves – no children within to imagine they’re something else.Playgrounds are a happy, lonely place when as an adult you return to them.
Birds flying low, going around me,
feathers as they land in a parkfilled with grass.
Forwarding myself into nature’s surrounding atmosphere, instantly feeling calm and peaceful, intuitively becoming one.
Finding what I’m looking for, each time I see landscapes before me, knowing how lucky I am to be exactly who I am.There is no other me, I’m at peace with myself and can transfer that same feeling of peace to others in my life.Yet, some do not respond positively towards me.Somehow they turn negatively…
Twanging rhythmically in my mind, waking emotions and ideas, combining them with one another through time immemorial.
Flying into atmospheres never seen before, yet seeming familiar to my brain.Watching rhythms twist and turn as they collaborate interiorly, striking beginnings of vestiges, including many definitions being written on paper.