We're scared.
All so very scared.
We're running from shredded ambition.
Fleeing haunting pasts.
Grasping onto what we know.
In the light,
we walk with eyes glued shut,
but in the dark,
we pry them awake in fear.
Our nightmares,
they tell us this:
We're human and we're vulnerable.
Our hearts are littered with cares.
Our minds fettered with worries.
But nevermind,
fragility is beautiful.
ps. I have been having incapacitating urges (aka cravings) for noodles. Mother dearest made me a bowl for dinner (:
mmm yummy.
It's amazing what delicious noodles in a warm bowl of soup can do ^^
Happiness :3
edit: in retrospect this was a pretty poor 50th post haha but woooo, half a century!
1 comments:
Very wise words
Until then.
xx
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