31.7/19
morning lullaby
I reached into the dark and everything just seemed out of sight.
With failed hopes I wake up.
From a nigthmare into my daydreams.
- I look out the window. Cloudy pink lights land on my eyes.
Slowly my feet feel the ground of my bedroom floor. On my morning high I get to my altar full of crystals, flowers, my tired energy flies away - it just didn't match.
I lit a vanilla candle and the night just slips off of my body.
I take my path to the bathroom. One step into the shower, one drop of warm water on my back and my morning lullaby just starts singing in the back of my mind.
YOU ARE READING
The Sunflower diary
Poesía(..How to live with heartbreak) This book holds all my thoughts put into potentially good poetry. I'm hoping you'll like it and even empathize with it. Have a good read :)
