(1) Zone
Awoke in a dark space full of dreams
I lay with hope for a brighter space that speaks reality
Silently i speak ,i spoke words that only made sense to my(4) whitewashed walls
Zone (3) is the resting pace of mine mind ,that is the echoing thoughts of thy mind, i tried to listen and so far
Silence is all I've heard off
a poem about how I view my creative space