Drawing my Writings Out

 

I’m writing my heart out

 

Of its rib caged cell

 

 

I’m writing my mind out

 

Of its head cased state

 

 

I’m drawing my soul out

 

Of its heavens and hells

 

 

I’m drawing my nature out

 

Of its illusive realities

 

 

I’m writing my dreams out

 

Of their fictional realm

 

 

I’m writing my truth out

 

Of its lucidity

 

 

I’m drawing my spirit out

 

Of its canvas

 

 

 

I’m drawing my writings out

 

Of symbols and metaphors

 

 

I’m writing my time out

 

Of its linear road

 

 

I’m writing my past out

 

Of its memory

 

 

I’m drawing my future out

 

Of its mystery

 

 

I’m drawing my present out

 

Of its duality

 

 

I’m writing my mind out

 

Of its head cased state

 

 

I’m writing my heart out

 

Of its rib caged cell

Reviews

[briannachristine]

Very delicately written. I love the soft tone. Very Beautiful.