I'm lost in woods where every touch feels mine, the scent of woods, the soil mending in me making me feel helpless and unworthy, I loved the feeling of the..
The path where nobody walks, the twittering bird, the scattered leaves and thoughts of me. The feeling when the cold wind touches me..
The rain which is making my whole body shiver.. The scent of soil, the curse I've putted on myself.. The loneliness the most, covering everything about me, on me..
Laying on soil bed covered with leaves quilt, fluttering them on other side, scattering myself on it like broken glasses everywhere, mixing it with me like we were never parted..
I loved it here in woods, down and deep.
Like my favorite song plays.
The feeling of Incompleteness i feel, the emptiness my mind thinking nothing..
I like writing this solitude and discombobulated me of my mind.
Walking on earth without wearing anything, the cold and the humidity I felt from earth, the coldness feels like we can walk forever.
I like this unfixable me. Irreparable.
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Beautiful misery
Spiritualshe was dancing in rain where there was no rain, she was broken and unfixable and that was something she loved the most about her, she needed someone to cherish and still there was no one and she fell and fell and fell and enjoyed it as it was with...
