Kristina Gaudiello


Journey

The dark succumbs my breath
my every being my sense of light my sense of strength
I see the tunnel growing further into the distance
Is it me I see is it me that's there
The force from the wind blows my mind to higher valleys, valleys to the unknown
Valleys within my soul
I feel you, I see you, Do you see me, me within your soul rising above the clouds
Rising above the clouds that succumbed my being for so long
I will rise, rise above you, your feeble mind inside its cold distorted body

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