Sometimes I forget to breathe

[zooropamanda]

Sometimes I forget to breathe
minding my words, hands held tight
clouds power over me
fear for losing sight

My world is an open pocket
where all the dreams fall out
they shy away so selflessly
and crystal my mind in doubt

Like the shore of an open wound
with the feelings I cant go without
and then suddenly I remember
to let the stale, tired air out.

 

[The Wanderer]

My world is an open pocket
where all the dreams fall out
---
and then suddenly I remember
to let the stale, tired air out.

*wanderer sighs and remembers to exhale*

 

[bicyclingfish]

"My world is an open pocket
where all the dreams fall out
they shy away so selflessly
and crystal my mind in doubt"

Do you ever read other people's writings and wonder if they're talking about themselves or someone else? Bono's writings make me do that. Your writings do that, too. It kinda drives me crazy, but also makes me hope that I can write that way too.

Thanks for another great one!

 

[frogbat]

so concise, I only wish I could get so much into twelve lines

 

[Michael Griffiths]

Truly a beautiful piece. It's so direct, yet so universal. Zoomanda, you really nailed it. You sliced a piece out of the human condition for us to all see...and reflect. Thanks for sharing.

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The Tempest

 

[zooropamanda]

*ZooManda goes a slight shade of pink*

Thanks, boys, you are ALL to good to me.

Fish, I guess sometimes its you, sometimes its not.
Sometimes its hard to remember yourself. I read back stuff Ive written and wonder the same thing.

 

[Alisaura]

Love it...
I can't believe how consistently you write such amazing stuff...

 

[The Wanderer]

still every bit as beautiful...