In the pure silence
a new world rose.
Glorious
Riding high waves
into red infinity.
The colors of nature
Come to life
Lustrous
Rising gracefully
into my sanctuary.
The fresh grass
curls around my feet
tying me close.
The playful tunes
of the nightingale
Enchant me.
The seductive smell
of wild lavender
lures me where
I wish to be.
Where the indigo sky
makes love to the sea
Where the dancing wind
plays the olive's leaves
And the jasmines' lullaby
Sends me to sleep.

I am slipping below.
My spirit floats in the river
Shattered.
I am walking slow.
over spread ashes
of my burned-down hope.
Away from the mayhem
from the senseless noise
I'll march
along my dying ego.
Towards the open edge
Towards the certain fall.
I'll follow
the last piece of my soul.
Powerless
I'll watch my dream
crash into
the waterfall.

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Writing makes it real
So others understand, but
Maybe real is worse

Maybe I shouldn't give my misery
Anymore company

When fake skin is shed
and you know your truth.
When all fea ris gone
and you're at peace with you.
When your wings are spread
and you're lost in no rules.
You'll find us:
carried in the moment
making it through
singing to life,
loving it.
Join us,
the beautiful youth.

Whirlwinds,
Rainbows and hurricanes.
Sunlight through the blackest clouds.
Cherry blossoms, splashed on waves
A kiss of life
A touch of your hand.