I wanted to post something, so I chose this old poem I wrote last year :)
She sighs, not sure where she’s headed.
She cries, it doesn’t change a thing.
She wonders, what’s wrong with her?
And now the day bleeds,
Into nightfall,
She doesn’t know what to do with herself.
She carries the thoughts,
But they are weighing her down,
She looks at the mirror but it shattered,
She was hoping too much,
Hoping,
And now the sun sets,
It looks like flames,
And she realizes not all is lost,
She can try,
She will rise from the ashes in the place where She was burnt,
She breaks her chains,
And flings them over the sky to hug the sun.
She throws her thoughts in a boat of nothingness,
Where it sails to a void,
She doesn’t wanna cry no more!
She remakes the mirror that broke,
By fixing it with tape that was made from confidence,
She looks at the sun,
She smirks,
She will be flames.
~ Sanskriti
Take care!
You have my heart, this is just perfection - the vibe, the words, the meaning - and damn every part of it is amazing