I dream in ways
my mouth cannot articulate
in ways my hands refuse to write
I am a prisoner inside
and there are bars
the world will never break
because they are made from fear
of death and losing all that
I have hid inside them
for so long.
let the seed decay
and never bloom
it will be better
understood that way.
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powerful close...i wonder though, is it? or is it just what we tell ourselves because we are afraid to lose the things we accumulated within our cells...
ReplyDeleteGreat insight, Brian. We put so much work into accumulation that it's hard to let to.
DeleteIt IS really hard to articulate some of our dreams via writing or speaking. Some of them are simply beyond that medium.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely. Especially when we think in emotions and fears.
DeleteI'm very honored to have done so, Monkey. You're an inspiration to me :-)
ReplyDeleteIs it better for things to remain hidden? Some perhaps,,it's true we might not be understood,,,but your words I do understand,,,,and ponder,,,, well done,, :-)
ReplyDeleteSometimes it is :-)
Delete"let the seed decay
ReplyDeleteand never bloom
it will be better
understood that way." - powerful piece ... thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading <3
DeleteSo, I'm just now catching up on sooo many blogs, but this one stood out to me. Great words here!
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