Deirdre :
And every night, beside the window where my soul belongs and feels safe in an unhygge house, a place where it connects the heart with nature, with the outside world, the brain starts to recall everything that ever happened today, yesterday or maybe even a decade ago, every hour every minute every second they just won’t stop, same episode on repeat it just keeps on repeating and repeating and repeating on and on nonstop, if only I could stop the clock and just freeze beside the window, listen and talk to no one, just wait for the wind to embrace me and maybe take all the worries and pain away and for once I wanna lean on something or someone that wouldn’t let me fall, I wanna try different colours in my life but it always comes back to grey as if I can’t completely live in light nor dark, a mixture of the brain and heart, a mixture of love and hate, somewhere between the heaven and earth is where I belong
2026-01-08 20:27:30