Week Eleven - 5 – 9th October
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Deep inside the iceberg, I feel small.
A deep lonely feelings. All white, all alone.
I hear a sound ; "this is your
place, oh Cold Hearted."
But deep, inside my heart I say no, this is
not.
I fly away into the sky. I want to be free, I
let off my lonely feeling. I breath freedom, I released stress from
above.
I see mountains, movement of the mountains created
a bold classical music.
I thought this is my place. This where
I belong.
But....
Far away at the sky I feel confuse about life
where this flight will take me, what crackles and
huge iceberg this flight will face
What If...
I feel dizzy and grey.
There I found many sounds distracted the bold,
classical sound I used to hear.
"this is your song, oh dear Cold
Hearted.." I heard that sound again in my ear
Until the day I challenge my self to come down.
I'm coming into the ocean.
I can breath a fresh air, feel the strong wind on my face.
I can hear the waves keep moving, I can taste
a cool menthol on my tongue.
"What a relaxing and calm day oh my Cold
Heart"
the Cold Hearted has finally found it's place.
Either the loneliness of the ice, nor freedom on the
sky.
but a calm and relaxing ocean.
Thank You for reading,
xoxo
Phebe
