Sometimes reality can be a nightmare we try to awake from.
The walls are crumbling all around me darkness continues to creep towards me how do I escape this moment when my heart feels like it's going into a deep slumber tears are summoned by dark entities while my hands are tired from gripping reality someone please help me defeat these feelings but no one comes to bring the light into this abyss
The floor starts to waver from my weight I'm falling deeper into insanity's paint covering myself with its colors of madness floating on a driftwood that my floor becomes as the room spins from my mind spiraling out of control somebody save me from this darkness surfing but no one comes to airlift me from this floor of depression
*Breathe* I can't keep looking up at this ceiling of loneliness for it drips upon me like a poisonous rain every inch of my skin is marked by it while darkness spreads through the sores made by it oh how can I escape this moment all the crumbling and drifting of my emotions please someone save me from this pit of despair then I hear a voice say breathe you're almost there I wake up from my nightmare with a sigh as I felt my heartbeat say breathe you're alive
If I were to disappear like darkness into the night If I were to disappear like a raindrop into an ocean If I were to disappear like a shooting star would anybody notice my pen being lonely
If I were to crumble to pieces like a dried leaf allowing myself to lay beneath your feet would you try to piece me back or let me lay in defeat
If I were to shine like every other star could you point to me with conviction or would I blend in without any uniqueness
These insecurities of mine are fleeting for I'll disappear into waters of the drowning letting myself sink into the depths of the night I'll disappear like a shooting star burning above the earth in a blaze of self destruction then maybe I'll finally be remembered fondly by you
So I wont be active on here for awhile. Or at least reading and comment consistently. This was hard to write. I had tears in my eyes the whole time. Her name was Rosa. She was a wonderful soul that truly the world need more of. I hope i can grow to be half the person she was. It'll be hard without you! You were the only one to tell me how proud I made you. I hope I can continue to do so. R.I.P. My Queen.
The LAST Grand Rose
It grew from humble grounds where many wouldn't believe a beautiful flower could be found from the time of a seed it was found special it grew roots and broke through hardships as it grew it beautified everything around it its beauty captured many who came to see it the sun seem to give it extra time for even its petals gave off warmth to anyone in need
Cold came but it persevered through winter's trials standing proudly with it petals it shined brilliantly through the snow allowing its kind to see it of a different breed many came to see it because it provided comfort a feeling unlike any other you could feel love through it's very color
Then one day it got called home all of its kin loss their beautiful colors they inherited for it was more than a matriarchal rose to them it was home as the time came it never loss its petals still as beautiful as ever as it withered away may it decorate GOD'S garden now while dew drops falls from our petals now leaving sadness wasnt its choice all of it is from losing our grand rose
I have never experienced a near-death incident but something close to it. Maybe it was near-death but I lose count of how many times. One time? Two times? Three times? I was saved, unfortunately. I was one inch away from death. A few steps away from it. One minute far from eternal peace.
"I have to die a thousand lives before I actually die." -22/05/21
I just did. I write. I write. I write. I cried. I cried. I cried. I have nothing more to say because either I have written it down in my notebook or head. That's why- "Why you need someone to talk when you can write."
I create words out of Silences and darkness I brush the invisibility With my own color I have no form and image In a world of Image and form I give sound To the unutterable words I do not care for you My dear darling.
Trust me I'm a Devil I'll make you cry Trust me I'm a devil You'll get tired of try I'll first become your friend Then your only know So that, without me You'll feel alone Then I will give you everything Even those which you don't need And at last I'll leave you At the moment you'll plead Trust me I'm the devil