The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKSo 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?
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
-
-
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
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 -
I’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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 -
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
We have to remember to do small things every single day and minute for sometimes love is simply not enough to fill our cup.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
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 -
We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK -
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK






