FIND A HEART

became a main grasp in my life.

Being one of those INFJ's in the world. Sensing loneliness around me mostly always.

Speaking with people is hard, mainly because of the fact that I am sixthousand steps ahead, seeing so clearly. And trying to find the act of heart in their words. Or in their acts.

ADHD does not make it easier. I am full of courage, following my own heart. Constantly debating with my own motives, feelings.

Yes, and sorry for typos. Sometimes I do not see them, sometimes I do not care.


MAYBE


I like to grow things because I see so much of myself in a tiny seed.

That odd urge to rise above everything.

Reach for the light.

Spread, finally unfold the beauty and harvest..

It is like learning to live.
Wanting to live.

I ROAMED


northwards.

Away from others.
I heard heathers sing my name.

Wind whispered in my ear and wrapped my hands.

As northern I got, more bursted my heart with joy and lightness.

I RATHER


feel more than less.

I rather feel often than seldom.

I rather feel anything even when I am
afraid what I might feel and when.




THE LIFE


left me I sensed a tiny amount of bitterness. Like hair stuck in throat.

Making me gag.




WE

hugged and you said we will survive everything.
That was not true.

We did not survive you.