Soulfuldiaries

I WISH   My heart does not flutter often. It's rare.  I wonder why I love to live in a fictional world rather than a real world. No boundaries defined and feel boundless from all the daily chores of life.  It's like diving in deep water without the fear of drowning.  The air is fresh while I can breathe without holding onto the breath.  A free soul unfolding the deep dark secrets hid in the heart's closet.  The silence in my mind approaches an end.  Imagination reaches beyond perception and human senses.  Imagination blends with art and science.  The scars on my skin get to breathe the air where the pain is inevitable.  The faint traces of my blood clots still swim in my bloodstream. Alas, "In the real world I am knee-deep in my thoughts and my actions".  I am drowning and limping for exhaustion.  The grooves and ridges of my mind are suffocating.  I am in my clutches again designed and ...