Love is a wonderful thing.I was like a lost sheep for so many years of my life......
wandering around without an aim.......
Losing track of time and traces of my sanity as the sands of time slips bymy hands.
It is very hard to remain sane when the people around him do not understand.
You will always be that unrealistic dreamer ........
Someone who is going to be left behind by the flow of time .
Ever waking moment was a horror.
Without fail, self doubts and insecurity tortures and torments my soul.
It tears me apart as a part of me longs to be fee to fly.......
with my easel and canvas to paint the world.
Another part of me begs for me to be realistic and feed the body rather than the soul.
Countless nights have been spent tossing and turning around in bed.
Fighting the war from within......
one with no half time or pit stops.......
just endless screaming as reality sticks a knife into me and slices me apart.
A tormented soul,I have been.......
now my salvation has appeared.
Your softness of touch has awoken me from my slumber......
the dreamer has becomer a DO-er,
and grows in strength every day from you sweet scent and charm,
I do not know what I will do without you,
my sweetest Goddess of love.....
My Venus.......
My eternity.........
