Fear and insecurity be gone! I've got brillance to create
When was it I lost touch with that magical feeling of being alive, did I leave it in a safe place to be picked up when my life looked rosy.
Question! is it hidden at the bottom of my Wellington boots, hidden deep in the squishy, gloopy, dark contours of childhood dilemmas?. Maybe I gave it away to the stars, or was I seduced by the night who promised me diamonds but in hindsight turned the magic into subdued planets hidden from sight. Where ever it is I long for it's presence to greet me once more, please oh please come knocking upon my door.

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