This holiday season was particularly overlooked by me this year.
I feel inspired to write usually when I am feeling some sort of emotion.
Lately that emotion has been negative, but I hope I'm not portraying my life as a negative one. I have a wonderful life.
The beauty in marbled strong eyes,
and goodbye kisses.
How the thoughts bring wells, somehow.
Why could this happen?
Short time with painful words,
masking the truth beneath.
I'm scared now.
Because I broke, without intentions.
And I try too much to find something in nothing.
But that nothing was my something, and it made me happy.
I can't force feelings,
leaving the mystery of planned futures.
Goodbye...
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