Days are long...
Nights short.
My heart is heavy ...
My spirit light.
My eyes are dull...
My complexion bright.
Hopes are dead...
Yet, fears alive.
My soul is starving...
While my ghosts thrive.
Where am I headed ?
Am I lost..
Or found...?
Blasphemous, I don't want to be called
And fear for my end.
Which will take me...
Under ground !!
Another year lived !!
Another one begins !!
The journey of life is
Passing at a surreal pace..
It was just yesterday,
That I was a little girl...
Ridding the wind on my
Unseen wings !!
Another one begins !!
The journey of life is
Passing at a surreal pace..
It was just yesterday,
That I was a little girl...
Ridding the wind on my
Unseen wings !!