My life has become an exciting complicated unwritten tale full of foolish mistakes.Somewhat a skeptical enigma to myself, trying to confront the unpredictable. There are obstacles of various shapes and forms, trying to tie me to the ground but my exhausted limbs somehow manage to make way for my wounded corpse, carrying my burnt out spirit through what is described as life.
The trees grow, the rivers flow & there is the scarey tic-tac on my watch, insisting there is not much time left...
A Simple Wish...
Wouldn’t the scenario of life be much sweeter if it goes as true as Winnie the Pooh? Where there is no need to think matters out, where it is so easy to say what's flying in your mind, where it is possible to live...
3 comments:
It's so good to find a person with whom you can be yourself, without any restrictions, a Winnie the Pooh existence.
and that brings up the true meaning of life. No limits in being yourself. Rather tough these days...
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