What is it I want?

Don't we all question?

What is it I want?

 

. . . I want someone . . .

To read my story,

To listen to my words,

To help me decipher my childhood.

 

. . . I want to be someone . . .

Not afraid to dig amongst the rubble of memories

Seeking to discover cool zephyrs,

Carried on the wisps of dreams

Like aeonian themes, born and coloured,

Out of unspoken furtive thoughts.

 

. . . I want to find the inner peace . . .

To lead me

To understand,

My reality,

 My life,

Today

Who

I am.

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May 18, 2013

Reviews

[Rahul]

your ending was great, i love this write and your writing style. words're powerful and offcourse filled with purple colors...lol
nicely penned

[Gray Witch]

Thank you for both reading and commenting...It means a lot to me...

[redflutterby]

That certainly isn't much to ask for...and yes we all question who we are. This is fantastically worded and thought provoking. Who am I...what led me here? The answers are always there. Like layers they must be peeled back and discovered.

[Gray Witch]

... and once one starts the 'peeling' process there is no going back without finishing and absorbing that which is found before it totally decays into the sludge of missed opportunities...