Hey ya, So, lately been feeling way to off. Not performing in good in anything. We all feel this void inside of us..that hollow feeling which never goes away. Don't really know what to do about it but writing things sure takes a load of the mid. So here it is ..
So, we all have been there where we almost lose ourselves in sole dreaming and thinking if all would be perfect. Unable to see reality, we tend to find those things within someone else or in the past. Although, I don't know about you but timely ...I feel to turn away and let it all go.
Autumn, Dawn of a ginger beauty With sky like blue eyes Her mellow touch Perfumed of spice Rustling springful soul And a heart of gold Gleaming beyond the horizon Like the crimson sunset Across the sea.
It's funny how we go through the same days everday and later we entitle that time to be 'good old days'. No idea what has happened but it seems ...making new memories is getting harder as we grow older..