dimanche 9 juin 2019

at dawn



only the never ending deep blue horizon gets me

ghosts wandering around, howling in my haunting nightmares
I wake up half asleep half worried, my palms sweating 
out of horror and worries, afraid of the night

but the vast ocean looks like endless positive possibilities 

never mind the tears my heart has cried at midnight
never mind the shedding lights frightening me at all time

I choose to believe in another kind of destiny  
one that holds a treasure I’ll never dare to hope for
one that offers a lifetime of peace and meaning 


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