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Illustration by @luciesalgado
I'm waiting...
Looking ang wandering in the dark
Asking when will I find the answers
Continously searching for something that I am not sure of,
Something that might help me
Or someone that can set me free.
Looking, searching beyond possibilities,
Illusions and dreams that we dig behind the unsconcious mind,
Looking through every hole to see if light could fit or puzzle pieces we keep.
Searching under the piles of hay for an answer that has no question to begin with.
Finding a way through the darkness of days on how to breathe when theres no air to inhale to fill your lungs with.
No light to break the darkness.
No fire to mend the cold,
No music to rule the silence
No hand to pull you close.
Until you discover the flame inside you,
The little voice who pleases to encourage your dreams, to push you harder,
To your limits, to your strengths
Till you know how it felt to get out of the light, the relief of killing the darkness
Feeling the air through your lungs
The dirt under your feet, the feeling of water, cold, warm, flat.
You can't even imagine how it feels...
Until you find that one soul who fits your heart, like a glove that fits your hand,
The warm beddings on the cold morning
Whispers of love every night.
See how deep it could be?
By imagining how it feel,
How much more when I have it.
How long will I'd be waiting?
Are you looking for me too?
32 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Updated on April 21, 2017
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