I've seen my empty self
Inside.
My outer layer cracks as I hold so much in
I began to let go...
It's been a while since I poured myself out
Being more open and honest
Loving more abundantly!
I let the muck inside seep out of my cracks
I feel broken.
At peace.
I feel so lovely.
I can no longer hold in the real me.

Plain old
Flavorless
Feel.
Every bite just fills.
While the taste doesn't fade away
I start the taste the tasteless
Dead
Feel.

Salty ocean breeze
Pleasing my nose's needs
Releasing dopamine
I feel its cool winds
Wrapping around me

Listen to the cries of your soul
It may be what we need to find peace.
Listen.
Live.
Breathe.

I just want to be cared for
and I have to admit it
I want a free spirit
I've denied it for so long
what lingered was my need
to be honest
and believe
that I can't just live "me"
But enjoy life with other beings
I just want to be...
Cared for. Thought of...
I just want to be...
Loved.

I have not found her yet.
Her character is in many of the ones I've met.
I feel her close, as if she were real.
I miss the electric beauty between fingertips and kiss.
I'm still in search of she that will bring bliss.

As the wind blows
And the trees become woodwinds
Playing a wonderful tune
My eyes experience the beauty
Of what nature is
While my mind fails to attain it
And my mouth cannot express
In the end, it's better to get my own taste and experience the aesthetic