I dig, deeper and deeper.
In the meanings,
The heart of feelings.
I dig, faster and faster.
Until my hands start bleeding,
Until my wounds stop healing.
And then i stop.
With my fierce gaze,
I stare at the ground.
Is that what i've been looking for for so long ?
An empty earth ? A meaningless life ?
I've been digging, looking for gold into our Mother,
But all i find is another mystery.
All i find is nothing waiting for me.
Emy Greater
21 / 05 / 2018
