bloodredroses | poetry

so many miles

Everything I want I have and at the same time I don't:
spend most of my time lately
up at night dissolving in thoughts and poetry -
it's kinda my favourite thing to do;
and I think I've lived so many lives,
ever since.
pretty surreal
how time flies,
passes us by
just so fast;
so many miles,
so many miles...

I keep remembering
of when I was a child,
of how I used to paint a lot of pictures in my room,
just to pass the time
until you'd get back from shopping groceries...
and at night, if you didn't get back by nine,
I used to paint as I was crying
and I used to smile,
'cause we were wild
and everything was new;
and somewhere along the lines,
sometimes,
I just kinda wish I could be rediscovering,
all of that and everything...

And I just keep remembering
how we were sitting on our balcony,
listening to cds of old rock and reggae
and it hits me just so strangely,
oh how many miles it would take for me
and a time machine
to get back to that -
and so I just sit still and breathe
along to those same old tender melodies,
hoping I might find something.

And I stay up at most nights lately
sinking into thoughts and poetry -
it's kinda my favourite thing to do;
and it hits me just how strangely
so many miles,
so many miles
can all be
contained in just one body.

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time is really the strangest thing and it just keeps on fascinating me...

hope you liked this - to me very special - piece :) don't hesitate to let me know your thoughts in the comments.

xo, S🌹❤️