Sometimes the saddest stories start with the happiest of begins.
Sometimes there is a peace to be found in your darkness.
Sometimes the stillness is scary but it's trying to tell you something.
You might not think much of it,
But it says "listen to your own voice.
Try to understand yourself.
You are no mysterious love,
You are your own romance,
Bundled in your fictitious reality,
Live and breathe the same way you yearn.
Sometimes Sorrow comes around to remind you all that Happiness has done,
So treasure them both."
There is a love somewhere.
That will continue to be unattainable to you
As long as you remain separated from yourself.
In a world where War seems to be the only answer,
Deceit is the hidden message.
Well, you'll see.
And I will wait,
Wait until the last fragrance of him brushes past your tear streaked face
And silence surrounds you
And I don't promise to be this great big musical composition that breaks this silence,
But I'll be that sound that distract you from yourself, from your pain
And I will love you
Until I have lost every last drop of my scent around you.
#love #waiting #comfort #fragrance
May you experience the love your soul yearns for
The love that your mind haven't learnt yet
The one that leaves your body on fire with the warmth that shines through your eyes, pores,
May you be blessed with the love you need, not want
You have lost it, haven't you?
You have lost the one thing that separates love from its counterpart.
I am sorry,
But more so thankful,
For your first hand experience with destruction.
My dear, my advice to you is to be destroyed.
Watch patiently as your world gradually turns upside down,
And don't you dare expect to stay grounded.
Let yourself fall right into emptiness and embrace the cold,
Darkness wrapping around you.
Do not gravitate to the stars,
My love, warmth doesn't always comfort.
Darling, Panick if you need to.
Bring your body to life;
Embrace your sorrow,
It will be the only thing that stays with you,
so this was a bit different than the two before. I was inspired by a book. It's a pretty dark book but nonetheless great.
Behind the closed doors of her eyes she dreams, she lives
But like an open window her forehead shows what she tries to hide
It’s funny how even her body betrays her
How her mind has her wrapped around its little finger
How her smile somehow has something against her
How they try to destroy her when she is vulnerable
When she can’t see them coming
So she keeps her eyes open
Holding onto her memories like live videos
As she sits in her cage
And waits for her daydreams to save her