Go-toGal
All the signals were there
But I had been blinded
By false hopes spoken
I craved the attention
No matter how minute
My eyes bleed tears
Of sorrow, shame and hurt
Staining the floor crimson
Beneath my crumpled body
He came strolling in, with his face weathered from life. His eyes were hidden underneath the shadow of his hat. Mysterious.
Grasping at straws
Of faded memories
Residues of your touch
Keep me from moving on
Peace. Serenity. Oneness. Wordlessness. To be still from within, living in harmony with our surroundings, being present to what is before us, as we are all connected.
Lost and out of touch.
Wandering aimlessly.
Disconnected in a sea of people.
Losing time to meaningless distractions.
Unaware of how to love.
Unaware of how we got to where we are.
Lost and out of touch.
Wandering aimlessly.
Disconnected in a sea of people.
Losing time to meaningless distractions.
No longer aware of how to love.
No longer aware of how we go to where we are.
writing since 2013 · 7 entries · 6 days shown up
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the words Jennifer reaches for
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