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How I wish to be buoyant, a feather drifting in the breeze of a carefree existence, without concern of where or how I land. Where worry melts like cotton candy on my tongue and dreams are measured by the distance of cosmic space, traversing the galaxies. Still with every leap to shed myself of weighted woes, I feel gravity pulling me back to the sordid candor of my truth. I relish in the silence of my chosen solitude, blissfully surrendering to the calm of my soul that slowly absorbs me into such sweet oblivion. A nothingness. I crave it like a strung out junkie wrapping my thoughts around myself like a warm blanket and suckling on the teat of solidarity.

 

-Andi C E Smith

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