@KriszRokk 14 March 2023 more from that month

Dreams (Original Poetry)

She used to paint when she was young vivid colors scattered over the canvas filling the inner void with life.   The pain would fade away for a while liberating the lungs and airways enabling the body to feel whole again.   Rain pouring down the windows inviting butterflies to look for shelter in a world where suffering was optional.   Mirrors showing a disgraceful scene a broken heart left unhealed tampering the room out of routine.   Breathing heavily, she sighed “What happened to my life?” the past and present passing by.   Drawings not finished books not printed all my wonderful dreams not realized.   A new sentence was waiting for her to gently lift up her hand continuing a journey without an end.   Who was to blame for the debacle no level of rage or hurt could end the tireless fight with anger.   Freeing herself of turmoil and agitation inviting quietness to shape the landscape transforming calmness into deep awareness.   💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎 Creative art by Daniela S. Originally published on the Hive blockchain at @**KriszRokk**. https://ecency.com/poetry/@kriszrokk/dreams-original-poetry