I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKAnd 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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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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We have to remember to do small things every single day and minute for sometimes love is simply not enough to fill our cup.
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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.
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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 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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A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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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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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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I’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
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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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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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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?
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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.
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