In a corner of the world where dreams break in waves of silence
In a corner of the world where dreams break in waves of silence,
And shadows dance on the edge of a heart too full,
In a sea of thoughts that pour like a river of unrest,
I stand and unravel into thousands of threads of longing and regret.
My soul, a canvas of stars that ignites and fades,
In a time that knows neither beginning nor end.
My eye sees the sky and the earth as a single breath,
While my heart pleads not to be misunderstood.
Sometimes the light within me splits like a rainbow,
But other times clouds gather, heavy, over my inner horizon.
I seek my balance on the thin line between joy and sorrow,
And in every moment I lose myself, find myself, disperse.
I am just a soul trying to find peace in the storm,
A person with flaws finely woven into the fabric of their existence.
And though I strive, sometimes I get lost in my own labyrinth,
Waiting to be understood, to be loved, to be forgiven.
In this world of shadows and lights that mix endlessly,
I cry to the heavens not to be misunderstood, to be accepted.
For deep within me, intentions are as pure as a mountain spring,
And my plea rises like an ancient song to the stars.
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Dan Enache
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