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-thebrokenknight

'The view was so clear yet my thoughts so blurred. Echoes of silence had me incurred. The rose gold pattern of your shirt is still alive in my mind. It was from the day I was left behind. Covered in the shadows of misery. Cursing at life and my frippery. Weight on my chest. Without life, a wounded nest. Overflowing encounters with the cacodemon. Sealed in a caged freedom. A goodbye is just another way of treason.

'A goodbye hurts more than anything. All of you disappeared in a blink. With this part of life, i'm not amused. If I had a wish, i'd wish for a new moon. Our ship still sails in my headspace. But i'm still stuck silently in the past and life moves in a quick pace. How long will this grief last? How long will I chase? Sugarcoated goodbyes. Fluent in lies. The partition so gruesome and historic. Life had a big crowd and we were the one picked.

'The image is fading away. The anguish and resentment is here to stay. Those simple words constantly ring in my ears. Death decided the time and limited your years. Feeling dejected I bow down in distress. Feeling disconnected doesn't hurt any less. Forgeting wouldn't help. With remembering I cry and yelp. This situation has left me too weak to remain alive. How can someone else care enough for me to take a dive?

'Days were bad irrespective of the colour of the skies. Exiting a room with a runny nose and stinging eyes became a normality. Existing with a defeated heart and a fragmented soul became a reality. So I numbered my days and counted my options. That is when I knew that I had none.'

Due to my hostility

I cannot offer you the hospitality

Of staying with you for an eternity

Maybe I'm the enemy

I blame destiny

For tearing up apart thinking we were free

So tell me, is there a possibility?

Of you and me?

I've reached out to the stars

They said 'Darling, you're a beautiful tragedy

'In the darkness of the night, I feel the bombs exploding deep within me, I feel the bullets dig deep into my chest leaving me bleeding on the dusty ground. Would you be surprised if I told you it's the same when the sun is shining?

Her darkness arrives gracefully indulging her in a serene that cannot be comprehended. She stares perplexed at the shape-changing moon and the scintillating stars which proves to be her gateway of peace that never bothers to linger long enough. Even in such a dark place, she manages to smile a smile so vibrant that the sun envies her. Never did she ever think that the night would listen to her pour out her miseries. It’s rare for her to find contentment in the dark. In the darkness of the night, she learned to make peace with the darkness of her mind.