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pieces of my soul

Sometimes I feel broken.

Like the clouds are suffocating me and the ground is pulling me down

Nothing is real, everything is blurry

It comes from deep inside, the crecendo of dreams lost, my weary eyes are bleak and my arms are tired of flying through nightmares

The pieces of my soul shatter on the walls, spread through the sky, melt in the air

My breath is shallow, my head is light

I want normal back, the familiar, my dreams before they transformed. The innocence that was lost, the pain that was gained

I want to scream until I’m whole again, until my dreams are full, until my soul is shimmering and bright, until my voice only sings the melodies and my feet dance on air