-Sophia.
Born Naked, divest of everything, shivering; How wouldn't I broke into tears?, my lung Wing spread to the whistle of wind, And no flight; straight fall, sharp light. All that I know, all that I am, is not more than a blurred mass of time. A coherent tale written by me... Isn't that horrifying? Step into life in the blank space of my existence, Gap I'll fill with the answers I invented; To be correct, constant, comfortable; To be the safe island in the deep ocean of chaos. We are a explosion, How life would not ache? How would you won't realise? Feel is not a burden but a bless. Beauty It is your smile, -green or blue, even red- It is your smell, A broken branch, It is the water still, A rotten body in the park. It is your golden shine, greenish garments, Your trendy skin, your eyes' filters. It is what can and cannot see, It is more & less, It is you, but not me. Beauty is my blood pumping, Building muscle, growing; It is your body, beind feed or feed