I want to find the inspiration I once had for the literary hobbies and arts. I want the passion to burn once more and be able to dream with my eyes open. I want to feel my imagination swirl around me and create the fantasy I desire within my reality. I love for the embrace of the dreamscape. I live for the capture of the impossible worlds. I laugh at those who doubt my mind. I shun those who would see my daze in ruin. I hunt down the sanctuary of free thought and grasp at the stars. I wish to shine through the dark among the other dreamers. I hope to belong in the place I find peace. I believe I'll be inspired again, and when I am, may my unbridled heart have mercy on witnessing souls.
YOU ARE READING
Words I've Kept
PoetryThis is my coping mechanism. I love poetry and feel like it's the only anchor for me some days. I thank those who have me strength to share. I write about Trauma and dark moments of my life so if those aren't for you neither is this.
