Crystal clear rain is dancing with the wind, creating a moment of relaxation and comfort, a rare moment to waste and cherish in my heart, for I know it will disappear; as the darkness creeps and forces my thoughts to tear my mind apart Skies are opening their doors and unleashing their rage, breathing heavily: under the illusion of being locked in a cage, being left with nothing but to mourn, for the heart in its peaceful place I yearn Letting go of the pain carries a greater loss: to lose myself to the sea of oblivion and false hopes, I thought a celebration would be more appropriate instead, a toast to the sacrifices and every chaos I came across. This poem, in particular, was written on June 15th, 2014. It is simple and expressing what I felt at the time. Everyone goes through something and sometimes all we can do is simply weather the storm. The most important thing, for me, was to try and come out of it a better person and appreciate the little things in life. Be it a mental illness, a traumatic event, the feeling of suffocation and a desperate need to break out of the routine - it will all pass. It's on us to decide what will be left of us, and when I wrote this, I felt like I was in a good place. I was able to put my mind at ease and look at the past as simply that: the past, because much brighter things were awaiting in the future.
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