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It’s funny. A single day can give you such strong emotions that overwhelm your entire essence. At first, yes, anxiety, then happiness followed by a weird feeling that, as far as I can remember, brought a thunder down on earth. And after this, your conscious tells you: “The day has passed; the sun has just fallen asleep. You do the same. But don’t forget to collect some tears for you have lost the one and only person who could understand you. Did your mind perceive the fact that nothing is the same? Wherever you look, in each corner of that person’s soul, you spot a long lost familiarity, affection and closeness.” I so wish…
Always said “Never mind” whenever it came to what my big heart “needed”. Now I’ll let myself dragged by the wind in an area where each whisper comes as musical sounds and the flowers are singing just three words over and over again. I’ll write only their initials. Doesn’t matter if some don’t get it, as long as I know what they mean. So, here goes nothing: “I M Y”. And that’s it.
I slept like rabbits do: “zzzz. I’m not sleeping. Zzzz. I’m…” Why? Cause I wasn’t ready to rest, did not have the necessary “mood” if I may say so. Can you imagine that? Dead tired and still the stars did not have any sleeping dust to drop on me. At least you were happy. Yeah. What a relief! I’m tired of trying to protégé you even without becoming aware of. Guess it was transformed into a reflex. But I’m exhausted and mostly due to the fact that by offering you my shield I am left out in the open. ~sad~
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- Muresan Laura
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Muresan Laura. “Thoughts VIII.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/muresan-laura/jurnal/192097/thoughts-viiiComentarii (0)
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