Scars In Our Souls~victoria Pettella

That's wow.

Hopefully -

In seven years I’ll be a different person,

And in my stride

I seem to find

That belief an assertion.

It’s not as if I’m struggling,

To find out who I am.

It’s just that thought of deep unrest is bubbling,

To the surface,

Again.

To be alone cathartic,

Apart from life

A part of life.

To regain my composure,

To ensure I find closure.

There are meanings to these thoughts

These thoughts I feel and hold.

There’s times upon the horizon,

Still yet to be told.

There’s loss upon my path, to radiant perfection.

Wether it be at my hands or through times of inflection.

It’s impossible to feel loss,

Without once having had.

So that’s will be my goal,

A story yet untold.

I’ll collect many more memories, and experiences.

And have myself,

To mould.

hold on, my love, and i will hold onto you - n.l

Scary nights.

Fears enter my room

air blows my way,

odd scent comes,

dead men haunt

to capture me.

-t.f.s.

Source: apocalypse dream.

Mother Nature.

SUCCESS

Sometimes,

Success is not getting

what you can,

but giving up

what you have

©J P Lee

29 June 2023

A Gogyoshi Poem (5)

Photo: J P Lee

TRAVEL TO INFINITY

In a obstacle of time

My spirit was rising,

Calling the unknown demons

That caught my own heart.

Captured by the sunlight

I could read the given symbols

Formed as bird clouds in the sky.

In my own world i defined death

As another start through this whole battle in infinity,

Through the land of the missing

Which cracked me and led me

To unforgotten sea of mystery.

There was no such thing as the ability to resist the voices of mermaids catching your breath,

The ability to open up your world

To another face that remains the same difficult pain,

I relive in the ocean,

I breathe when there's no more sorrow to borrow.

Voices who recall my sweet memories,

They tremble in my head,they bring me the essamble,

I stay in troubles to justify them,to change them into something unsaved.

I could see no more demons among my dread,

I could release,break through someone's angle,for helping my distant self.

My heart is not having depths,

My mind's getting overwhelmed with signs,

Conquered thoughts,

Different lights,

Everything flashes

As i travel back in time.

-t.f.s.

SEPTEMBER

song of the simple truth: the complete poems - julia de burgos / a september day - george henry / excerpt from a letter to aurelia plath - sylvia plath / french autumn - artem tolstukhin / earthquake weather - janice gould / blue shutters - kim english / a girl ago - lucie brock-broido / little women (2019) dir. greta gerwig / september garden party - jane kenyon / constanze saemann and charlotte foubert photographed by ryan brabazon / september 1st - dante émile

You know,i'm being weak cause when i tried and in the end it's hopeless,i start to worry for the future somehow.

Source: quotes

I wished to be solved case

In which pages is my faith,

forever alone in my arms,

i know that myself i am

called "NOT enough".

-t.f.s.