something about it..
yea maybe it is the snow..
this unexplainable heavy feeling saturating me with light heavy assortment of flakes..
yup maybe that is it...
You know.. the snow
taking me to this place that is all too familiar and yet still unknown
why am I feeling this way..
my heart hurts..
this stabbing pins and needles sunken ship
I take a walk into Wonderland
Only to see the front page of the newspaper speaking news of another tragedy and this overwhelming urge to just cry takes over once again..
As I continue on my snowy path I realize I am not alone..
As the story goes.. Apparently when I pay mind I can see.. All the "beings" surrounding me..
but this time its just the 3.. accompanying me along my path but giving me my much needed space and distance to make sense of these feelings..
what in the world is happening..
I look back and one of the wolves nod in recognition as the other two peer into my soul..
why is this normal...
I sleep disturbed
images so very clear and recognizable
I talk in my sleep.. muffled sounds..
But this snow...
Its trying to tell me something
I swear it truly does something to me..
this place this space
this moment but not this moment but some point captured in time
the snow takes me to charted but uncharted territories
I am fkn losing my mind..
a place of mystical proportions
distortions
oh god I think I am making myself sick
such wretched nausea; stomach; soul; heart; mind
where is this place the snow attempts to take me too..
what is it that I am suppose to know...
why is it that the picture remains incomplete/obsolete/intangible
A place that feels more like home then this ultimate treachery of a reality that has many a time attempted to deceive me in convincing me that this place here is called my home..
But alarmingly, and shockingly, I never once wavered in my belief ..
The higher part of me shielding me from falling in deeper to these optical illusions..
Filled with pollution ...
My soul screams...
Alice, what is wrong??? why must you cry?
Snow Angels paved into the ground
Hope (Ful) Bliss (Ful) Soul (Ful)
I do not belong on this realm...
home is where my heart is bound...
In this life will this place ever be found..
Dreaming Out Loud
