Thousands of miles or kilometers, Im not sure anymore. I lost track. Floating with no amends or feelings of what should and could be happening. Not in my place, my soul seeks to be home. Free with the spirit that it once had, open eyes taking in all the beauty. Swerving stuck in this hole. A place that no light shines. Come here, my star is fading. Being pushed around, concerns of love fluttering above like a butterfly not choosing a place to set down.
I am screaming from within with hope of new times and place, looking for release from this terribly wonderful torment. Friends and Family so distant, far to the eye. Her, She. She is my muse in this. The one that brings sweet relief. Relief from the torment she sells. Swells of emotion erupt from deep within. Show that I am real and not just my own my imagination.
Curious to the end.