black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.

Zuzanna Szostak

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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Anxiety Body Fear Live Mental Monster Myself Remember Ugly
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
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Hope Myself Soul Understand Vulnerable Wait
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
Blissful comfort of pain and sorrow ravishes my rationality and drinks up my hope, for even thee whom I romanticize so deeply leaves me in a pool of intrusive thoughts telling me no matter what I say or do even the mirror despises you.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Bliss Comfort Hate Hope Mirror Myself Sorrow Yourself
Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Day Myself Touch
I believed less is what I needed, what I tried to achieve; I thought less is more, better, the minimalistic beauty of life.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Achievement Beautiful Believe Life Minimalism Myself Need Try
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

Enough Love Remember Simplicity Small
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Herself Love Worth
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
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 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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Eyes Life Light Myself See True Wild
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Darkness Day Hope Inspirational Rise Sun
We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Bed Hands Love Sky Summer Talk Togetherness
Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Fear Growth Old Tranquility
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

And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes