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 SZOSTAKCurled 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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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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A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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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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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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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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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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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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Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
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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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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.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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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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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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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.
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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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