I am a 29 year old who loves to read, write and find the meaning and maybe the un-meaning of life in others' words as well as my own.
Rising before the sun Waking to a shadowed world A world where my shadow hasn't yet cast Where will I find my place. Where will my shadow fit. Bumps and bruises along the way Lessons learned.
Floating in a pond with no wind Swaying towards a sea that doesn't exist Wishing that time would move forward Knowing that it isn't there "There" doesn't contain a tide- doesn't contain a way...
Tiptoe tiptoe All around the room Tiptoe tiptoe Swiftly as a broom Wonder where you're going. Why so quiet now. Will you make it there in time. I think you will...somehow.
I have recently had to learn to trust no one again.