You feel love in your heart
And you think you know things
That you know the world you are presented with
Through your eyes
And your body
But you can never be absolutely positive
Of anything really

Height of the day
Just as the sun is at its highest peak
Your mind buzzing
Time wanting to escape

Your body tingles
It feels as though every beautiful thing is beaming inside of you
And you think about the way people really look at night
Honest and vulnerable
You can see it in their face
Thoughts and words feel warm on your lips
Your heart always discreetly longing for that certain person
And that one special place

Then there are the deep mornings
Your head still heavy with dreams and sleep
Your body notices the beauty of the sun peaking through the shades on the window
Making small, abstract shapes on the surface of your skin
With the moon out of sight
Though not fully lost
It reminds you of the goodness of the universe
And how you love it when it kisses your forehead and holds your hand
As you murmur sweet compliments to it in a sublime and hushed voice
Your soul smiles and thoughts feel different

You contemplate your reality as you write rapidly
It is completely quiet
And your existence feels light
As you remind yourself about the forever kisses
That you not only need
But that will accompany you
On the continuance of your days
About the many hands held
And the warm and welcoming embrace of your bed
And lover's arms

This is a promise
You will continue to feel loved
No more miserable days lost feeling sad
You will continue to be loved
Days will be spent feeling whole and beautiful
This is a promise
That will be kept
Day in
And day out

wake up, crystallizing
you're hungry,
but not for food --
no never that
maybe for love, or people
but isn't needing weak
and you don't
need

wake up, realizing
you're tired
of life, of this fight
now wonder
how on earth
did you end up as
this girl --
broken

wake up, determining
the exact lifespan
of a shadow
or shadow girl
and how many years
before you fade,
in the morning light,
vanish

wake up, admiring
those who truly live
who walk
talk, eat and smile
tell me --
wouldn't you like
to be that way
too

wake up, cannonising
models
everything you'll never be
and that you want
but someday soon
you'll have to let
it all fall away
grow up

wake up, fantasising
of satisfaction
without the guilt
and pain
of not starving
not relying on hurt
letting people
care

wake up, promising
a new start
the sun will rise
and you with it
you'll eat
talk, breathe in
the summer air won't
burn -- is this
it

wake up, reveling
in knowing you haven't
sunk -- aren't
giving up
follow the plan
cut loose
your puppet strings
be real

wake up, deciding
it is time
accept your scars,
be better
but is this true
can you, or
is this just another
false dawn

*© Tara India.