skia-kyria - Hello Poetry

skia-kyria

skia-kyria

Sometimes, so much safer to walk with the walls. Still, i have to ask how I am going to get myself through that little door, when the floor is the roof, and the roof is the floor.

numb will time find life silence inside soul winter day eyes alive mirror hate mind melody dark dreams reality leaves love breathe beautiful heart keeps face knowing showing leaving live light lonely sacred break free needing heartbeat feel feet wanting radiating art grey breath empty deeper sound voice violin breeze born thinks memories broken hiding stone head keep despise leads breathing song screaming die fragile leave small pulse second blue darkness melancholy sink change shades total takes remain renders growing meet heard sense scar rays till bleak needy amplifying cold pray forms shadows shaking hard living astray red bleed times place loud impossible beg feeling mine lie afraid swallowing conscience pain deafening falls forever atmosphere tears going beat trees feels charmingly cry morning insane confusion walk acabar speak tiny slowly air suppose secluded funny harmony yesterday rain delight haunting spent left gates moments rest touch shadow impending death sky fate