my hearts bruised,walking through savanna,
trying to make way through thorny bush that does not feel for my heart,
so soft and fragile,
opening flesh wounds that turn infected and failing to heal.
wounded i am,
and yet still i will proceed in my search
hoping that that which i seek,
will help sooth my pain.
this is the space were my mind's thoughts condense.where my ideas become scripted words,where emotions are sculpted into words.an exploration of a troubled mind,seeking the joys that life brings,hoping to share my joys and sorrows with the world that's listening.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
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