My breath I cannot hold
The air that I breathe is so cold
I try to hide
From disabilities that I put aside
My air that surrounds me
Strikes me to only hide
Numbness within me
But, reality I try and find
The grip that holds
Always trying to unfold
I am not innocence , just surviving my wellbeing
Just escaping my own scene
My life, my passion, my only will
My breathe, my trust, and my only love
The love that feels the only air that I breathe
The neuroses of the life that feeds me
My other blogs;
1. Across this bridge
2.Struggling parents
4. When life become a book
5. Read Between the Lines
6.The Sleeping Turtle Art Gallery
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Hi thank you so much for visiting my blog and I want follow your blog too. I'm just busy for the month of March and April, that's why I couldn't hardly open my blog. But after this month I will open my blog as often as possible. God bless. You have a great blog.
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