Chest - Blog Posts
Lay down looking up at the cracks in the ceiling.
Like I'm floating is it real or am I just dreaming?
I can see them clearly orchids flower through the gaps
And a pleasant warm feeling starts to grow in my chest.
There's a hole in my chest
Once there was a bright bonfire
There's a hole in my head
Once there was my strong desire
Now they're filled with ashes
The remains of my passion
Lost somewhere in the nowhere
Surrounded by wide snowfields
Shrouded in the veil of the night
Voices in the distance
With uncomprehensible words
Taking a hurtful breath
To call them for help
And my aching voice
Dies down in the endless white
The burning coal
Inside my chest
Still keeps me warm
But I wonder for how long
Medium - Sun Room Inspiration for a mid-sized timeless sunroom remodel with a standard ceiling
TOUGH DUDES - Christos Barkas
