Cry an on Hold Now
feelings
Give room to all Shout to Get back to this Self Lungs sloughing into
are
but
restlessness
face
to
this
spaciousness.
those things that loop my mind and lash me without all this resonance and become that is left bared and drawn by all those thoughts that won’t get facts that once were true unspoken from a logic that seems to be
Reason Reverb to End so Real
and so surreal Coming back to you as always the same, crying tears of wax that will forever Stay Renewed from my environment and confronted to myself again, my pain is always Alike Old stories surface as new, quest for reasons to remain but this time I Vow Guts deem for better and they fester what can not be welcome any more into this Life yet so alive Words come Gratitude and Hold on Eyes speak
back and forth from mouth to mouth to depict one more Time Love should be given to oneself too but compassion we dismiss from it’s very End tight to the hurt, as for its absence, as for the Love for the words that have been left unheard to this harvested Body but breathe still
Now
space
is
but
to
rest
from
Everything that once was in, now is out. All this Space that once was out, now is in. and all is so surreal to its aliveness it’s keeps you breathing still until loose and you loose for now but tomorrow you’ld Leiave
your
feelings.