picture

the dots in the corner

coloring the frame

it’s a wide space

where people never go

never stay

for long

for some reason i earn for the mountains

covered in frozen teardrops

that fell from the sky

it’s so unrealistic

and it has nothing to do with me

the dying white

of a place i’ve never been

but still my veins beat

and i dream.

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This is me not giving up

You made the silence even more suffocating. But there was nothing I could do and, as you faded away, so did the day. 
But I can’t worry about that now. We’re in a race to the top, holding our breaths and waiting for the mountain to allow us to see the view. 

So I can’t stop to look for you now. 

But this is not the end, because I can’t let you go, at least not now, when I still hear the bells singing whenever I wake up. 

So it’s not now, but… Eventually it will be. 

And the view in front of us will be magnificent.