Heavy rain pouring outside the apartment, which I noticed later after a few minutes gap. Have you experienced the same, I hope you had?
Many say they hate rainy days, like why? doesn't that seems rubbish just cause it gets roads crammed and blocked then same do the guilt or wound or injuries giving a lot of suffering and discomfort.
It's a tragic time for all of you ( including me), remember you are the richest within your orbit. Your galaxy is your mind, not the right part or left rather the whole little brain embedded from birth to assist and assemble the tragic and roar, together forming numerals of significant meanings in every room of emotions one dealing with at a time.
// roar, an upthrust burdened with assumptions of the audience hunting for the roses without thorns//
Not a lullaby, I am trying to descant neither a love letter but something to deal with before it gets too late. suicidal thoughts stabbing up the subtle heart along with endless sleepless nights stalking the pumping heart and narrating the conclusive qualms of past nights
"And how odd it is to be haunted by someone who's still alive?"
I caressed my wounds every night before sleep Hoping it would heal sooner or later the next eve It's a wound that cannot be seen or touched by So why does it hurt so much when I realized I m just "Someone's Someone" by the end of day.
I urged hard for it to heal but was afraid what if I can't handle being a "Someone's Special" being How poor of me, isn't it? But what can I do? I m used to this wound who accompanied
I could feel its presence under the night sky And sighed saying, "not all wounds are bad tho!" But it made me wonder. Does letting it heal, Will leave another wound behind?