I’ve been on the verge of crying for too long now.
The tears have been brimming on the edge of these eyes forever.
I know how the shattering of dreams sounds.
I know how the hollow premises of the heart echo
when it has been abandoned by its owner.
I choke halfway through my words
some fall out, the others stay inside
brewing their toxins into my blood.
I explode a million times on the inside
but the mundane outer appearance never changes.
The smile, in reality, is a mere carving on a stone.
I turn away from everyone, to face my little universe;
a universe made of simpler joys and sorrows of life,
a universe that has consumed the whole of me yet has consumed nothing at all.
I sit so long that my receding hairline becomes evident
and my outer self becomes weak,
but my distorted universe never ceases to storm my insides.
I stumble on a mere thunder,
I trip and fall over the tiny gravel.
My weak body lets go of my vibrant soul,
the rains pour down on my coffin;
the entirety of universe mocking my fragile body
yet rejuvenating my shrinking soul.
Maybe I was never meant to exist as a human.
Maybe the universe had other plans for me.
Maybe that is why when the sun’s rays broke through the clouds to fall upon my coffin, my spirit danced in joy,
leaving behind a sparkling rainbow in its wake.
Reblogged this on catharticideals and commented:
This. Is. Beautiful. ❤❤
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Thank you!!
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It is amazing I swear. 😍😍😍
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I’m glad you liked it so much!
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Uhm, kind of self promotion but would you read mine? That’d mean too much.
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Haha okay! Will read 🙂
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Thank you! ^_^
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