#bearer
It gets... agonizing.
So, very agonizing, and she wonders through the days,
"will it ever end?"
Perhaps, maybe, the divinity of nature
struck down on the undeserving.
A mistake is not a lifetime
but a good portion of it
and deep down she knows she couldn't
but each day regrets her decisions
and rubs lamps on nightstands littered with lotto tickets.
To make matters worse, or better,
all around her are visions of joy,
happiness, love?
And by accepting her fate,
she embraces, and acknowledges,
that the deed was surely done,
and life in death.
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
My words flow whimsically through a
wistful longing sight — a dreamy, hazy escape.
And it had been dancing around you,
_each syllable adores you_ and all they were was a thought of " I can give you the seven seas and my sweetest eulogies."
Dec 10, 2022
Dec 10, 2022 at 11:12 AM UTC
“How heavy is the light you carry?”
, asked the kid.
The light itself weighs nothing
but is easily seen by all:
the good, the bad, the wandering
and eventually touches everyone
which makes it an easy target.
To bear the light, one must
wander through the consequence of their own desires.
Everyone can spot the light easily,
but darkness masks itself in many forms.
Eventually every individual is chosen at some point
in their lives to seek their true path.
But they must navigate the dark on their own.
The Universe has no wrong timing either.
They send each soul out when they are supposed to go.
But everyone encounters different things.
Some see dragons, others see pigs, or even
the shadows of ghosts - but in dealing with these,
each is granted their own weapon of choice
Which is sharpened and made stronger with each foe they slay.
Everyone is matched with monsters the
same size of their bravery and no one is pitted
against the things they cannot overcome.
It is believed to be of highest honors when
an individual is chosen to journey, and
during this time the people closest to them
must let go. Friends and family look away,
and the more they hold on, the longer it takes.
“What about those colorful stripes? How
did you get those?”, the kid asked tracing
the edges of colors that decorated the light bearer.
Oh these? Every time someone loses a battle
and falls to the darkness, they are marked with
a bright color - making them more easily spotted
by their enemies and must start over.
But every time they start over they have
gained the wisdom of practicality to navigate
the darkness better and begin glowing a hue brighter.
“Oh that’s really cool! You remind me of a
colorful Zebra and feel like a Daddy to me!
I’ll call you ZADDY!”
Oh, gawd. Please don’t facepalm
“When I grow up I want to be as colorful as you!”
Ah, for your sake I hope you keep your one true color.
A bush rustles nearby
Quick, look! There’s a shiny bulbasaur over there!
Let’s go catch it!!
And the light bearer flings parts of himself upon the ground
illuminating a glowing path for all that wander nearby to see.
"Everyday is like walking on magical rainbows with you"
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 8:01 PM UTC