*artwork-“embrace” by egon schiele
will i ever conquer the vibrant?
Caledonian sky was beautiful
sometimes i could feel free
and scared no more
but here i go, cold home
that feels alien
i’ve lost track of time
in my own 2.5 rooms
where i walk with my eyes closed at nights,
touching guidelines of walls.
my hands are different.
every piece of my body is unpleasantly new
though i am not renewed, tired.
may be this is the sense of freedom
underneath changing skies,
the city was vicious and i needed (to)
i wonder what was it?
how lonely i felt embraced by the loved one.
how lonely my loved one has probably felt.