May 2015
Passion is a gift I have inherited from following my heart and listing to my conscious.
Becoming friends with my shadow cuddling these happy days, with memories of the past.
Mixed with visions of the future, trapped in a world filled of passion and pain, one must take a moment to ponder ~ How must one feel when you are deserted by those close to your heart ~
To be lonely is what I fear most but the passion I have deep within me keeps my heart alive.
With every beat each moment counts, and every step taken becomes a different story in this chapter in my life.
I was a baby once and learned how to cry, now Iām a dad I wake up with a smile, I tend to loose myself patiently overtaken by this feeling of self guilt.
Heartbroken shredded to pieces some of them too small to pick up cause the memories are too hard to control.
Now I must be that baby again and stop crying and passionately love my broken mind.
Jidos Reality 16.1.11
Becoming friends with my shadow cuddling these happy days, with memories of the past.
Mixed with visions of the future, trapped in a world filled of passion and pain, one must take a moment to ponder ~ How must one feel when you are deserted by those close to your heart ~
To be lonely is what I fear most but the passion I have deep within me keeps my heart alive.
With every beat each moment counts, and every step taken becomes a different story in this chapter in my life.
I was a baby once and learned how to cry, now Iām a dad I wake up with a smile, I tend to loose myself patiently overtaken by this feeling of self guilt.
Heartbroken shredded to pieces some of them too small to pick up cause the memories are too hard to control.
Now I must be that baby again and stop crying and passionately love my broken mind.
Jidos Reality 16.1.11
