At times suffocating and praying for air.
Burning deeply set within me, I try to
walk through it, but I can’t always manage.
Yet, here I am, still hoping to get through
everything before expiring and leaving this
crucial world of reality.
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Running away from awful feelings of abandonment, meeting self instead, within melodies always playing in my head.
Turning whatever I think in outer spaces and bringing it coherently into forms of poetry and rhapsodies of life.Entering contemplative exercises alone, where no one may follow or peek at what I’m doing.Sending motion into lively steps of words, penetrating feelings of the heart and soul, filled with a freedom of expression and being.
Whiling away moments, writing from inner sanctums, holding closely, ideals from childhood.
Everything, sounds, tones, voices, feelings, visions, images – all photographically placed indelibly forever.Characters portrayed, conversations remembered word for word – never forgotten.Reflections of emotions ever changing, replaying themselves with every thought entering my mind, delicately becoming poetical verses.Lace-like, enfolding every memory with protective compartments, keeping them safe within for all time.
Singing, filling my head with musical compositions, heading towards a special stage in the future.
Listening to my heart take it’s turn splashing in harmonies to my soul’s content.
Traveling through songs,
Beautiful scenery, surrounding me through imagination –breath-taking to my soul.