Delirium

Posted on by anna christ

Seemed like going back home where home was a feeling

Memory of being loved for nothing

Window to the sun in the winter

Words touches laughter and tears real so very

Seemed like a dream in the continuum of nothings

yet it was clear

Time means change…

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Published by anna christ

to say something about me is to allow you to tell me more/ words are actions and so heavily frame... iam a messenger, without meaning, empty, useless here and now...