Sometimes I don\'t mind being alone
At times I wish I was
Isolated in my own glass garden
Only imagining the most beautiful things
As if I was on a swing listening to a gental beat
One my heart trys to follow but never repeats
Sometimes I don\'t wanna be alone
At times I wish I wasn\'t
Isolated in my mind running with my eyes closed
Music blasting in my ears
Imagining scenes and events reminding me of my child like soul
My soul that can only feel my imagination through my mind
As my heart wishes it can feel it but it can only feel what I live at this time
I escaped with music and simply closed my eyes
Just to open them again and to suddenly cry
Why I cry I never know why
My mind never tells me
It\'s a secret thats locked inside
Maybe its to keep me sane but instead it hurts me
As if we are not one but apart
Not connected to each other
At times I feel not alone like I am really there Sometimes I vanish
Hidden in my glass garden
Locked behind the glass walls that is easy to crack but not easy to make fall
All you can see is the flowers that have grown over my body
So you can never see me the me I tend to hide
As I lye between death and life
In and the outside
My flowers that I leave behind keep me alive
Never to be alone but to spread more of who I am
Even when it snows my garden always grows
I reach for the sun one I once hated
I reach for life one I once rejected
I reach for air one I once ignored
All I have taken for granted
I reach because I see how much they matter way more then before
All of this is to make my garden grow
So the flowers won\'t just cover my body
But it will become me as a whole
True Beauty
Bright Life
Fresh Air
Stays Alive
Until Wilted 🥀
(Truly dead from the inside out)
And that I am even grateful for
Because I have lived a beautiful life even with dark holes that occur through time
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