Hush
I cannot tell you how I look at the future
Seeing a future I fear and endear at the same time
A small fluff in my arms
Of which I'm not sure I can take care of
You might think so
Or what is it that you think?
Is it strange that I walk around and stare In store at small furniture?
Gaze upon them and smile
No giggle about them
Then I correct myself for having stupid thoughts
Finding myself hovering above a cradle
I scorn of annoyance
And wrench myself away
Yet my gaze is caught by a gym
And can't help wonder
How it would look in my room
Gritting my teeth I strut on
Hearing echo's of babbling in my head
So hush
As the creature laid down Resting his aching body
He looks up to the stars Whom are his friends
Accompanying him on his quest and Guiding him with in safety
Reassuring and comforting him in bad times
Stretching and flexing his muscles His soul being soothed
His spirit being calmed down by the water in front him
Smirking he closes his eyes
Enjoying nothing more but natures heart beat
Inhaling It's scent, It tells me where I'm
Hearing it gushing against the rocks sooths me
Feeling it splashing agains my limbs, It says I'm here
Tasting the briny body makes me giggle
Seeing you makes me feel industructable
Do you like me, or is it hate what I see?
When I greet you, you seem reluctant to acknowledge me.
We live in two different worlds
You in the accepted & I in the unacknowledged
When I step in to yours they look at me, alienated
That hurts, more so: mortifying
Yet I toddle behind you, though you ignore me
Pathetic not, I know
What gives me hope are the brief moments
When you acknowledge me
A little nod, a brief but kind smile
Just enough to make sure I do exist
An eye opened. A thought came. Its cold. A sigh
Not understanding where this unnatural temperature came from the other eye opened
Its a hell to get out of bed in the morning and this wasnt helping anything. Sitting up straight pulling the blanket around her , wondering what might cause this cold she got up carefully maneuvering to the window and being with child it was not easy. Drapes were carefully pulled aside while a curious face peeked through the window. A surprised shocked expression appeared on her face as she looked at the white scenery. Heart beating fast overwhelmed by the sight her hand reaching for the d
Hush
I cannot tell you how I look at the future
Seeing a future I fear and endear at the same time
A small fluff in my arms
Of which I'm not sure I can take care of
You might think so
Or what is it that you think?
Is it strange that I walk around and stare In store at small furniture?
Gaze upon them and smile
No giggle about them
Then I correct myself for having stupid thoughts
Finding myself hovering above a cradle
I scorn of annoyance
And wrench myself away
Yet my gaze is caught by a gym
And can't help wonder
How it would look in my room
Gritting my teeth I strut on
Hearing echo's of babbling in my head
So hush
As the creature laid down Resting his aching body
He looks up to the stars Whom are his friends
Accompanying him on his quest and Guiding him with in safety
Reassuring and comforting him in bad times
Stretching and flexing his muscles His soul being soothed
His spirit being calmed down by the water in front him
Smirking he closes his eyes
Enjoying nothing more but natures heart beat
Inhaling It's scent, It tells me where I'm
Hearing it gushing against the rocks sooths me
Feeling it splashing agains my limbs, It says I'm here
Tasting the briny body makes me giggle
Seeing you makes me feel industructable
Do you like me, or is it hate what I see?
When I greet you, you seem reluctant to acknowledge me.
We live in two different worlds
You in the accepted & I in the unacknowledged
When I step in to yours they look at me, alienated
That hurts, more so: mortifying
Yet I toddle behind you, though you ignore me
Pathetic not, I know
What gives me hope are the brief moments
When you acknowledge me
A little nod, a brief but kind smile
Just enough to make sure I do exist
An eye opened. A thought came. Its cold. A sigh
Not understanding where this unnatural temperature came from the other eye opened
Its a hell to get out of bed in the morning and this wasnt helping anything. Sitting up straight pulling the blanket around her , wondering what might cause this cold she got up carefully maneuvering to the window and being with child it was not easy. Drapes were carefully pulled aside while a curious face peeked through the window. A surprised shocked expression appeared on her face as she looked at the white scenery. Heart beating fast overwhelmed by the sight her hand reaching for the d
These journal are cryptic, for those who understand
It's amazing how much power one can have by just gazing upon them Or how much a simple hug can have so much meaning to it. It's cold when you're not around me but when you are it reminds me of a nice hot spring; Refreshing and soothing. Stupidly missing you so much now I can hear your voice echoing and noticing you scent lingering. Idon't have to tell you that I...