In Search of Myself
I have strolled a thousand streets, Through noiseless day breaks and eager nights— But
I have strolled a thousand streets, Through noiseless day breaks and eager nights— But more than all I've ever misplaced, It's myself: I've lost the foremost. The reflector holds a stranger's confront: Do they know the dreams I chase? Or am I fair a faded follow
Within the obscure of time and space?
Each day I wear a more up to date skin, overlooking where I once had been. Still profound interior, an address burns— Will the genuine me ever return? I learn in quiet, develop in torment. From smashed trusts, I rise once more. A fight battled without a sound. To discover the soul that can't be found. Step by step, I shape tomorrow,
With pieces carved from bliss and distress.
For within the conclusion, the most prominent art—
Is learning how to know your heart.
About the Creator
P . . kumer
I cherish composing — whether it's a story or a chunk of life, there's a story covered up in each word. I make composing that touches the reader's heart through a mix of self-improvement, feeling, and creative energy.
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