Chapter 33 : peculiar

I wanted to write and put together something that I can own… where only these words belong to me. It is an incomplete composition. But it is a start… after taking a long break.

Never known Never own

Since everyone is living with their past
Why can’t I stay there too?
It is safe it is where no one else can come in
The only place where you and I exist

In this looping space I created
I don’t have to worry if I am not good enough

This is my imaginary story
with no end because I control it
This is a script that lost its cast
with scenes made tangible through the heart

To play it back when it started
as one that falls away and parts
Those arms that held the very being
exist today
She is awake.