Deep breaths
Slowly exhale
Savoring what lingers
In the air
There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind. – Mr. Fred Rogers
Deep breaths
Slowly exhale
Savoring what lingers
In the air
Aroma flutters among dreams
Enjoying together, alone
yearning to keep a warm feeling
or calm an electric tremble
When will you purge the past that cultivates and nurtures deadly mold?
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room
Which world is the illusion?
Once a barren desert of broken dreams
Now a field of desire and hope grows
There is no face or sound to go with this predator after its prey, only the oppressing feeling of dire and the need to be free from its touch-less grip.
Having faith in nothing also leaves you with nothing. Empty. No dreams. No hopes. No future. No connection to others or yourself.