I twist and turn , bound by the shackles of uncertainity and despair, yet my soul relishes on you, an electric rush of overwhelming grief.
The way my eyes glisten up everytime you get a little more stronger….is beautiful.
The way drops of pearl leave the abode of my eyes for their way into oblivion….is beautiful.
The dagger which you sent right through my heart should have hurt and it did too. It hurt….it hurt a lot, but the thought of soul scavengers munching on the pieces of my very being was strangely comforting. With it came an uncanny comfort of deafening silence , silence which blocked out the world I dont want to face.
You were so familiar , so habitual that leaving you for a territory devoid of suffering seemed distant and strange.In days of turmoil, dear pain, you are a faithful friend, ready to engulf me into the warm embrace of your sickly dungeon.
When each ray of sunshine left me for a better piece of earth,
When each glimmer of hope left me to be in someone else’s dream,
When each person I loved left for someone better,
I had you, only you, to fall back on.
I wonder how life would be without you…happier? yes for sure.
But more beautiful? only time has an answer to that.