when one asks what can i do with my life. the answer should be ..."what can't you do with your life"?
i wonder what is next on my plate.
some coffee. some laughs. some familiar voice in the distance. i keep walking further away from the familiar into the dark unknown that feels oh so forbidennly good.
someone told me how i make them smile yet its a struggle to get me to open up and accept a compliment. can you blame me for being defensive and scared to let someone touch my soul so deeply that it takes my breath away?
covered in a white blanket of snow. although i am isolated inside these walls my mind is free to travel anywhere and everywhere.
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