So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKBlissful comfort of pain and sorrow ravishes my rationality and drinks up my hope, for even thee whom I romanticize so deeply leaves me in a pool of intrusive thoughts telling me no matter what I say or do even the mirror despises you.
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And when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that beneath these scars lies a woman, that is good that is kind, that I myself aspired to be.
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I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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And I try, I so try to fit everywhere, with everyone to be neutral, to be good and with all that, I lose myself. I lose the truest layer of all.
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I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.
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I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
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Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
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From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.
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When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.
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