Finally,
I tore down the walls,
Now it’s up to fate.
I never realised how hard of a task this really is!
Either or,
It starts with breaking down barriers built by the subconscious. It takes a subconscious mind to recognise a subconscious wall.
I let both walls fall, I chose not to have a preference. As a result, I started to feel like I was hovering over top of life. Then I saw the truth of myself, which was a spectacular sight. Now I must be patient and trust in that truth, so bring on fate.
This is just the beginning.
Much more temptation I will taste. However, today I felt a gapping whole in my chest, but it was not hollow. Truth ripped across the cavity wall and that is the sweetest taste of all.
What I loved I love no longer. A new love struggles to grow. I will always love.
There was a time when my world revolved around she, and when that world crumbled down I felt myself dying inside. Death has taken its course and I am reborn again. And as I will never forget the love we shared, that love will remain where it died.
I love The no more sleeping beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem