Fragments of a Female Consciousness….

nothing more than neurotic & divinely chaotic thoughts.

Suburban Wasteland

Languishing away in a suburban wasteland.
Eyes, they can see the vast expanse of this world on the horizon.
But in this moment tethered to the banal reality of the daily grind.
Full of dreamy notions, trying ever so, to maintain hope.
External view seeping in, crumbling your light.
Invisible, lost in the numbers, just the same as all the others.
No more trapped than we are free.
How to jump from silly dream to reality?!
Hope and faith. The size of a grain of a mustard seed. That’s all you need.
The sky is blue, your world full of light.
Don’t give up the fight.
Blood in your veins,
Dreams in your head; breath in your body.



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