Vulnerable yet dominant
I wish to fill myself with answers to questions I've never asked, for my mind is a hesitant colossal of chaos and mysteries , and it demands , but wouldn't dare , to know , more...
What if I loose myself while trying to figure out why you left me ?
" I can't explain myself, I'm afraid,
Sir, because I'm not myself,
you see. "
30.06.2021
wildest of desires, serendipitous dreams , fiery fingertips , and unknown prophecies ...
I keep forgetting myself
I didn't know of people being placid yet devoured ,in times of uncertainty, writing prophecies of each other's doom...
I want to believe in myself,
but who the fuck am I??
Lines that start with "If I could ...." are so painful. They remind me of emotions I've experienced before but haven't been able to confess , to my own self or to anyone ever , their anger and fear borne numbness wording long dead dreams into a broken sentence , drawing parallels between a world we drew as kids and the one we lived through gasping for the very colors we were promised...
I have dreams,
big enough,
to be buried within...
Loneliness in Cities
Art Medium : Charcoal Drama : My Liberation Notes (2022)