Holding too tight to memories, to dreams, to words, to a moment, when it all slips away. We are always making up different realities and creating our own world when the truth no longer serves us.
We all create stories. We all invent worlds, holding our own side of the truth, like living in a dream, in a different reality.
We all have stories to tell.
Stories are what make us who we are. What we believe in. It’s how we understand life and one another.
We all have stories that we want to tell, but most of the time we are feeling afraid and unworthy, unimportant, and don’t want to admit the complicated messy, and dark truth about human life.
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A world dies,
A world with the scent of yellow quince,
I have no place to be,
When all seems meaningless.
I’m thinking about the day
When I will no longer be allowed
What story have you built up?
Lots of love, Daciana