too much routine is killing her
without routine she is lost
like a butterfly in the wind
the melancholie of an ending journey
good byes, tears, heart ache
was it real?
is it lost?
nothing has changed
back home
time seems to stand still
people seem to not see
is it?
lost?
her past
memories on her skin, in her head, postcards
and a full moon
for all somewhere
lost in transit
2 comments:
Routine is like walls. First you hate them, then you get used to them. Enough time passed, you depend on them. That's institutionalized. learnt from "The Shawshank Redemption"
Hello Daydreamer,
To make it through life with no routines, she needs some discipline... difficult for a daydreamer and freedom lover.
I guess, she needs to find the right balance for herself...
PS: welcome to my blog!
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