Just as I feel - I am running to nowhere.
Scotland - summer 2014 |
Running to nowhere
alone, in this deep dark
the funny thing is I'm not scared
just disilluded.
This summer I was in Scotland.
It was like a dystopian dream,
everything seemed so dead.
It was
like the world I knew had disappeared
swallowed by some grey past
cold and fully loaded with fog.
I loved the streets, though.
They seemed to go nowhere, like I was,
wandering around, in my tweeds colored stockings
trying to find some answers
to all these questions
in my head.
I felt HOME.
I had decided
to put my feet on Jura island
and there I wanted to bury my past
my previous life
and seal the whole shit with whisky.
It worked
a few days. Maybe some weeks.
And I enjoyed every second of
that silence.
The PEACE.
Then the ghost of solitude came to claim my soul back.
"You don't have the right" he said
"to start again. You're dead. You've been created
to stay with me. Forever."
Good morning solitude, I answered back.
I didn't miss you, I didn't feel alone without you.
Maybe just a little.
Actually
A LOT.
And yes
Since I've been born to this
this is my place.
Solitude.
Emptyness.
SWEET.
This summer I was in Scotland.
It was like a dystopian dream,
everything seemed so dead.
It was
like the world I knew had disappeared
swallowed by some grey past
cold and fully loaded with fog.
I loved the streets, though.
They seemed to go nowhere, like I was,
wandering around, in my tweeds colored stockings
trying to find some answers
to all these questions
in my head.
I felt HOME.
I had decided
to put my feet on Jura island
and there I wanted to bury my past
my previous life
and seal the whole shit with whisky.
It worked
a few days. Maybe some weeks.
And I enjoyed every second of
that silence.
The PEACE.
Then the ghost of solitude came to claim my soul back.
"You don't have the right" he said
"to start again. You're dead. You've been created
to stay with me. Forever."
Good morning solitude, I answered back.
I didn't miss you, I didn't feel alone without you.
Maybe just a little.
Actually
A LOT.
And yes
Since I've been born to this
this is my place.
Solitude.
Emptyness.
SWEET.
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