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Daydreaming

in search for myself

By Paola CrocomoPublished about a year ago 1 min read

I keep walking aimlessly

Life goes on, the days go by, and I don't really know where I'm going

I know that I try to be faithful to my desires, those inexplicable ones, you know?

Those desires that are born in my gut, in the core of my being

Impulses shown by intuition, without reason, conscious or not

I feel trapped in an endless nightmare

Since I was born

In a body that doesn't belong to me

In a family that never understood me

In relationships that I never fit in

In groups that never see me completely

Because I never really knew who I am

I don't feel like I live in my own skin

I don't feel like I breathe the air that enters my lungs

Sometimes I only feel the pain

That lives in the soul

That pulses inside this body too

It's the only thing in common that we share

Stream of Consciousnesssad poetry

About the Creator

Paola Crocomo

Currently on my postdoc, I've been studying Chemistry over 13 years, but the only thing that kept me going was journaling my feelings, writing poems and drawing on my notebooks. Now, I finally decide to share a bit here. Hope you enjoy :)

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