My heart aches for a way out. My life is subdued by my hunger for adventures. The adventures that I so desperately want to conquer and call my own.
My life is adjusting to those around me and yet I still feel boarded outside that actual frame before me.
I speak of the constitution in my own mind, rules and structures that should keep me growled and yet again sit here with you and wonder beyond my constitutional galaxy.
I'm still wondering, seeking, searching for the frames I had lost, frames that had guarded my red moon because all I know, all I am now is an abyss.
By anyonymous.
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