A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKA sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI 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 SZOSTAKAnd 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 SZOSTAKOn 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 SZOSTAKEven on the darkest days the sun still rises.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKThe beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI 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 SZOSTAKYet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKFor 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 SZOSTAKDo you recognize your voice, the one that’s coming from your own mouth, when words are forming on your tongue?
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKWould 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 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?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKThis 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 SZOSTAKHow 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