There was a time when everything I wrote
let out an emotion I had not expressed before.
There was relief, a feeling of sending off
a helium balloon into the sky like some
low-tech Voyager satellite out of the solar system.
Have emotions grown heavier? I don't know.
But, it feels like nothing I write takes the weight off.
I want to write an opus, I want to free the entire
inner world that I can only give you glimpses of.
I think I see a future where I have changed the world.
I think I see that opus I want to write outside of me,
and that has changed me more than it has changed the world.
Soon enough, we will know. The future is not far.
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