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the girl soul

i breathe like the end, each day is a drop granted from life, i realize a world i try to explain, but i can never dream of capturing it in its entirety for i know that i am too weak for that discovery and if life were short for me than what i expect, then so be it. weather may change, time shall run away and i shall fade to death, yet i try as i suffer through the lands of fantasy, walking miles across mountains and rivers, to gift you a drop of the dream i see in my heart, in the form of poems, images, and everything that will inspire you, i believe that this is the only thing i am here for. love to all.

reformation.

the doors of wonders open
and i leap ahead into the storm
calm, silent, without ripples
i move ahead in this cloud
unmatched this experience
in my conscience will lie
it’ll stay like a mysterious
reformation of a now
i long felt dull and lifeless
as i can now sense drops
of aliveness staining this page
once again
bringing me a live world to breath and consume
i am nothing but a spec in the dark
floating in the rain of meteors
unhit somehow yet surviving 
like a piece of story
miraculously born
and thriving in the middle of chaos
i can feel everything here
yet nothing i feel
there is no comparison to this place
in this world
where i stay and consume
so automatically the resources
and go to sleep night after night
without knowing why
this time i am sure of this
i am alive
and i am differently so
and that’s all i wanted to achieve…