Endless silence, avoidance and distance
creates a less peaceful atmosphere instead
of heavenly bliss. Losing common ground all
year round, harmony doesn't make a sound
or calls anyone honey. Disappointment reopens
an old wound. The silent treatment carries doubt
just like a burden, a dead body whose sweet melody
will never be heard. These hidden scars and untold
stories of anguish give gold a run for its money. They
hold onto the promise of a healer, savior, a lover who
will care enough to be a good listener and communicator
someday. Bad omen, solemn autumn, a kiss goodnight
and goodbye walks in slow motion toward the emergency
exit door. Drifting elsewhere, ghost of yesterday, breathe
then embrace outerspace. Drifting elsewhere, my immortal,
dream to be anywhere but here in this warm safe place. Never
look back at the past, free wandering spirit, just let go and breakaway.
So far away, is this a temporary vocation or permanent separation?
Inevitable, parting is such bittersweet sorrow but the sun will come out
again tomorrow. Bullet proof, waterproof and fireproof, contentment
shakes dirt off her shoulders through dancing and laughter.