july2011 158Ocean wave carry my body on the universe.
Wishing so hard that I did not carry a curse.
Calm wind blow on my skin, raise hairs.
Feel the tingling and wish away the cares.
Breath soft feather light air into lungs.
Betray the feeling of being ever hung.

By course I should drown,
disappear without a sound.
Still not ready to fall down,
not going down.

Some things are short,
like these moments of peace,
that slip in-between the gaps,
of a life that is do distort.

Ocean carry me across the stars,
away from the pain so very very far….

D 2014


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