The paradox and messiness of it all. A shore of an awakening clarity of both sides of the mind. The hopefulness and courage of it all.
The human emotions and emptiness are indeed a fascinating yet challenging game to enjoy and envy.
For me.. I hate having the curse of being at the extremes of them.
No grey for me. Just black or white.
No life jacket for me. Just the shore or the waves.
All or nothing. My fondness of extremes is the same for the color “blue”.
Blue for the highest soaring skies, and for the deepest angriest oceans. As I carry blue inside of me, I carry the extremes too.
You can find me flying or free falling.. never walking steadily.
I prefer to be a broken fallen angel or a sunken mermaid than a safe and sound girl.
No comments:
Post a Comment