Tis the season to be falling Tis the season to be gay Tis the season to be flying Higher, farther, away ~
Chains loosened she calls to her mother An earthy musk, grains of sand, mud on her face. A scruffy mutt laying listlessly on the tarmac, ribs rattling with the effort of each breath. She is home.
Muted flames thrashing in its cage, raging in the midst of civilization, a crucifixion of sorts. Tearing at its hair wildly, the masses trickling by, mouth agape in a silent scream. Ashes mixed into pieces of scalp, begging to be found.
Oblivious to a sound like thunder, clapping in one's ears. Strangled scream lost in translation, a language so old none could decipher. Fear wielding urgency, a disguise of desperation, depression.
Im thankful for the hurt. I’m thankful for the pain. I’m thankful for the lessons provided. I’m thankful for the low valleys. Thankful for the tears, confusion, thankful for the lack of. Because without any of that, I wouldn’t have what I have now. I wouldn’t be confident on all the levels I am. I wouldn’t be nearly as strong. I wouldn’t be as wise. I wouldn’t be able to see that I’m now on the highest of mountain tops, and STILL climbing. I wouldn’t be able to tell my good days from my great days. I wouldn’t know the feeling of relief, satisfaction, and comfort. I am so thankful.
Im nauseated from the ups and downs I get so low I forget what its like to breathe, drowning by my crys and screams I get so high that its seems I have a perfect life I wish I could be in a time loop of this night When it rains is poors when its sunny it burns I appreciate the highs more every low I get Life is like Russian roulette You could be here one second go the next life isnt promised the only thing promised is death so appreciate life with all its highs and lows your pain and hurt might never go away but your here right now so try to live through the pain.
Every person has issues even if you believe yours are worse hurting and pain is felt the same. live right now