For the most important type of love is love for oneself and only you can hear all of your beautiful verses that never got to see the light of the day.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKHow is it possible that with one stare I’m in flames and no fire extinguisher shall help me? and so here I stand a tree burning from inside out of love from you.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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Each and every bad seed counts, for even if they don’t survive or grow too beautifully, a bad seed allows you to re-evalutate the others and appreciate them even more.
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I gave all of my vulnerability away for you, to you exposed the dirt of my soul not understood. Kept on, waiting for hope, in despair.
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I feel all that, your touch your presence your breath but can’t tell if its you I’m looking at.
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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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No matter where we are, what air we breathe or which stars we are under. Your eyes always take me to dream land; that inner child-like peace of mind. That I crave when you’re gone and afar and I only see you when in my sleep.
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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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On the verge of what is there to see, a beautiful landscape of the sea washing away what we’re made off, looking back we drown we fall.
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Do you recognize your voice, the one that’s coming from your own mouth, when words are forming on your tongue?
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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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Curled up in a ball slowly shutting down as my body is being devoured by those ugly, fearsome monsters that have lived in my guts ever since I could remember.
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Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
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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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A feeling deliciously bitter lingers on my tongue. It’s sharp relish urges me to keep my mouth shut and my conscience clear. Though how can one act so when one’s veins are stuffed with what’s not said before?
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Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
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