Inspiration

Slowly comes

Then all at once

Words run through my brain

As I lay in bed to rest my head

The whole world screams

And I can’t define the feeling, the noise they make

So I rush to find a paper, but my pencils break

And slowly then all at once the voices disappear

Leaving me all alone laying here.

(How I feel right now, midnight thoughts)

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strangerpaths

Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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