GLASS-SOUNDED GULL

A heart-wrenching depth gathers within me! As a youth, I became an Aggastyan child among you! I received the Everything as a gift at some point, the guilty fears of boundless, tormented wounds still race in my soul! The throbbing cups of my heart conceived in crimson are often cut by invisible knives; jealous sadness can still be seen in the furrows of my sunken chubby face - that is why I stop in front of the walls of prejudice on purpose!

If there are still my fellow Fates, they will fight for me! Inquisitive eyes with open, eloquent attention search and follow my eccentricities like a hesitant nutcase: my Seed-Loneliness embraces me! They are like spokes, honest, True-words: a fog of questions hovers over my head uncertainly! I often just float weightlessly in unsteady space, stretched out in uncertainty...

Windy-restless-self-devouring with a punctured figure, he prepared for comedy in his smile and experienced soul-shaping dramas! I thought my heart could see the controlling cells many times! It happened because I got to a point where there is rarely a way back! I had to guard my words worthy of my faith! It could only be a full, acceptable Promise if others stood by me with the whole truth! I was a consuming fire from within with a burning consciousness, just waiting for another spark to keep breathing! - It would have been nice to hold on to firmly holding bridges in the glass-walled Silence!