untied

If someone would ask me how it felt like to walk with my self today, I would tell them in a whisper that it felt like I was drowning.

 

beaten.

trodden

and  a bit estranged

a little pond appears

and though it still shines

it disappears.

bubbles float on by

and by and by.

goodbye

in the distance,

they no longer dance.

I try (or cry).

I count stars (and cigars)

stars and scars.

more scars and wars.

🌠 イサベラ

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2 thoughts on “untied

    1. thank you for your concern. 🙂 actually i just posted this today but this entry was written a few weeks back. today is actually a good day. i hope your having a great day too~ 🙂

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