All she yearned for was free except herself. Unequivocal sinking.
fight the feeling dug 'n deep all consuming news respects nothing that matters
her once stitched heart embroidered joy around the fireplace now vacant stares shadow eden
a cornered life man seeks plagues against minds hanging by threads creation suffers exhaustion
a world unhinged
I long to relieve my mind's weariness and spiritual turmoil. And when i wake up i hope this has all been a bad dream.
I don’t want to dream a better world. I want to be a better person. I was on that road and soon enough a barrier was erected. Don’t talk or touch another person.
seasons: a poetic journey 
I’m a firm believer that being a better person, or trying to better yourself does lead to a better world. Beautiful post!
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