"The darkness is becoming increasingly heavy. My feet sink into the mud. I have dust on my wings because I haven't used them in a long time. It's okay. I'm starting to like the taste of the earth."
"I always chose to keep silent.
Cause silence was keeping peace.
I did that until I realised whose peace was it keeping."
"I've been waiting for some time now. Waiting for a door to appear. It didn't yet . Should I start searching?"
"I no longer know what color I am, what color you are, what color I used to be. It's been a long time of darkness, cold, and silence. I still wait for you to open the door, to let the light in, and to allow me to escape."
"In the shadow of forgetfulness, colors have faded away, and darkness, cold, and silence have long been my companions. In anticipation of your opening the door, I dream of letting the light in and granting me the freedom to escape."
"I no longer grasp where the shadow ends and the light begins. The mist is all I know, all I am, all I have been. A cloud that denies you the sight of light... me."
Noemi, (interesting name).
We are so greatful for your work here. And damn. What you1ve said there it`s so WOW.
About what you`ve written? (What ever in the world would that over there be, it`s so.. Idon`t know. I`ve lost my words, i guess) So. Noemi, if you understand.. (you sure do.) i just ant to tell that you should never grow to love the taste of the earth, you should never get used do being down. You allways have to take the best for granted, or you`d never fight to defend it. Have you ever, in this life, Not Get something you taught you truly deserve. And the sky will forever remain your freedom, you will always only be free if you fly. So use your wings, always use them. Never touch the ground again.
Never fight yourself for anything that is not making you Live. (some things make you live tough,) Also, no door will come to you. So find it. Find it. It`s only you that can truely escape, it`s always gonna be you And yet, everyone is both a light and a shadow, it`s you who has to live with them Both the light And the shadow Thanks Noemi, truely. Tired Dreams