I imagine myself living in a valley, with mountains almost touching the sky. Where they are actually clouds of dawn, as dark as the night, waiting to be illuminated.
Tag Archives: dark
The departure
I fall I fall so deep Even under the scorching sun Even under the brightest star I fall into the depth of the abyss The departure Has left this house empty Has left a hole in the heart The mess gone with it The noise gone with it All gone with it Feeling sick to […]
The dining table
We used to cramp together at a small dining table, seven of us, to have dinner every night. It was crowded and noisy. Then, we moved to a bigger house, I was eight. Naturally, a bigger dining table set was bought. It was a wooden square table, with two chairs on every side. We sat […]
Waiting
I’m waiting, waiting for the inspiration to hit. Did I lose my muse when we made up? I want to write about happy things now. I don’t want to sink into the deep dark place anymore where fogs and blackness can devour me whole. I just want to stay by your side, where the sun […]
