As the waves lick the rocks and the sand all around,
They create a symphony with their deep, rumbling sound,
I lay spread-eagled, in a deep dream of peace,
My brain and heart break in million parts apiece.
Galaxies afar from humans and their taunts,
Their toxic company, my life it haunts,
So here in a cozy cocoon I am wrapped,
In a beautiful world, in solitude I'm trapped.
I need this time and I need this space,
I need to be alone, to find my place,
The colours I've smudged are to be spread,
On the painting of my life that I've carefully bred.
There's a certain joy in being your own best friend,
You counsel yourself, the best advice you lend,
I understand myself and what I truly am,
A free girl and not a fragile item they slam.
I'm on a quest to find my long lost soul,
That the people in my life so pitilessly stole,
I go on this voyage with me and my thoughts,
Along with my soul, precious objects I got.
I forget the world and enjoy the freedom,
My life and its events now work in tandem,
This is what I need for a little stimulation,
To be with myself, in complete isolation.
Yours poetically,
The Literary Artisan 💖
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