
Category : Diary/Journal
Sub Category : N/A
I cannot see it. I cannot see past the huge sky of thick and dark fog in front of my deep green eyes. I cannot find a way to see the beautiful blue sky where the sun majestically beams against mother earth and her natural beauty. It scares me - the fear is smothered in the sky of my mind and through my shaky hands, I can feel it spread to my soul. The malicious mist of solitude and hopelessness- forever worries me like the future of mankind. It's unpredictable. It's invisible like the sky past the smothering fog I cannot see through. I cannot see through this mist no matter how hard I try to. Life is full of calamity and unforgettable tasks- and I am a victim of an incredibly difficult one... I must see through the mist...
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Maurice Beres
Strong and sad-when weβre overwhelmed with negatives pulling us down we try to focus on the positives to keep our head above water-perhaps if you look to your writing -which is outstanding and get feedback from other Writers that might be a start difficult as it seems-I love your writing π¦π¦π¦π¦π¦
Jan 09, 2019