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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?

Zuzanna Szostak

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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Breathe Cry Face Fast Guilty Myself Tears
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Allow Bad Beautiful Count Growth Seed Survive Yourself
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Goodness Lose Myself True Try
Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Fear Growth Old Tranquility
We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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Bed Hands Love Sky Summer Talk Togetherness
Peace is when I am cuddled up in a snug wool blanket with a hot coffee in hand without worry in mind, so I can dream about red sunsets and the scent of warm, sun kissed bodies.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Body Coffee Dreams Hands Kissing Mindset Peace Worry
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Aspiration Goodness Kind Mirror Myself Scars Woman
How 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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Burn Fire Flame Help Love Possible Stand Tree Yourself
I feel all that, your touch your presence your breath but can’t tell if its you I’m looking at.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Breathe Feeling Myself Presence Touch
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 SZOSTAK

Beautiful Confusion Illusion Important Life Live Reality Shallow Small
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Art Breathe Leaving Lost Peace Race Thinking Worry
Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
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Mindset Missing Place State Time
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 SZOSTAK

Beautiful Day Important Light Love
I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Feeling Love Ocean Priority Yourself
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beautiful Drown Fall Sea See
A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Calm Chaos Myself Peace World

Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?

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