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I could run away sometimes
I want to leave it back behind
I wish I could feel my natural surrounding, away form technology, away form all the data flood, away form abundance of knowledge and simply trying to be, without target, without performance, without sophistication, having nothing except time, a useful time that recalls felicity and happiness of my, myself and I.
How can I trust my future while I’m not pleased about my past. How can I transform the darkness of my soul into lightness, without loosing myself entirely, without dissolving myself.
I feel burdened and I attempt to loose the fears and bust the chains to free myself.
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