Inside myself

Inside my eyes,

There is but a wonderous world.

Inside my mind,

I care not of time.

Embodied in the presence of the wind i fly,

Yet my feet cant seem to move.

Held tender within the moon i unfold my paper machete heart. 

I breath into my soul,

to revive the flowers that were once planted.

I smile as if im a piece of yarn being unraveld,

Revealing my bare existence.

For i am exsisting.