Some thoughts, my mind finds to much to put into words. When I try to describe them, I get flooded with imagery that there just arent words for. I decided, so that my ideas are not totally lost in a bad poem, or hidden away in my head, or book of ideas.I should write them down to share, so that someone else or myself might be a able to express them to their full potential. This is my Dream Catcher, so I leave these words to you. So they may be dreamed again.
Volcano
A vast mountain destryoing itself on the inside. The lava boiling inside waiting to be released and spew its lava. Detroying all that crosses its path of rage. Entrapping it underneath its anger, fossilzing the past to be found and understood later. But when allowed to release itself, it becomes more vast than before. Volcano=human emotions. Let go your fear and anger the story is doulbe sided. when you release your anger you make yourself stronger. But if you keep it inside, a day will come where you will detroy that around you, that you most feared losing. And you must wait until the lesson is chipped away, fron beneath the rock. But if you keep holding back it will takelonger, maybe even enver for the truth to be uncovered. As you will only burry it deeper, and deeper beneath your anger. A small eruption would cover somethings but it makes the volcano taller, but if the volcano has a larger eruption it spews out and covers the land instead.
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