Lovlyanup

A distant song of an unknown bird
Reflecting the pain I keep within
Its harsh voice seems a loud cry
Of my broken heart that m trying to hide

The gentle hymn of an afternoon wind
Trying to cool down the burning fire within
Inside my heart trying to kill even my soul
Will I survive, will I find the cure?????

The sweet smell of a damp forest and grass
Reminding me that m still in a world with life
Setting here in the middle of an empty field
Encouraging myself to get up and be myself again

My knees feels weak, am I running out of time?
But when can I find the courage to face this life?
A life outside my dreams, in a real dimension
................................................To B continued