Thistles and burr

You are it!

I implore you to say

you are an artist, she said.

Cave your name on the surface of reality

Find your armor

Sharpen It,

Wear it fast against yourself

Protect it with such might

As seasons bring in new silhouettes of you

Some as harsh as a brutal winter

Some as joyous as the dawning of spring

Mistakes are bound to be made, but

forget not your greatest masterpiece,

Your heart.

I wanna stand here and whisper

As I should.

Go that way,

I will take the long way down

I will find my way around.

I saw a glimpse and I don’t like what I see,

The dissonance is draining, so

Am going back in, into myself

Basking in my solitude, sublime!

It takes a while to come back out,

So don’t hold your breath.

Mantle

I can’t believe that I can’t believe it!

Dancing to my tune of rejection

Wrapped up in my internal dissension,

That I somehow ignored my insignificance.

Now, I know am only passing through

Hurts, cause I made in you a mantle.

Had it almost,

Now I do believe am only passing through.

What to say and what I really mean,

“Imagine them, Compare to you”

Am I over thinking things again?

Will I gain courage for the truth?

Maybe, cause where my heart is there is never a home.

I think I wanna be alone now!

If i was a writer, i would write tragedies!

“This world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel.”

Horace Walpole

In a dark room with surround sound music, playing alternative/indie music. Sitting in your favorite spot, relaxed, eyes closed and a little tipsy.

Peace/Torture

Why?

“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.” Oscar Wilde

Was it because I stood up to the man in the mirror,

I thought it get better from there.

Was it because I stop listening to the voices,

it was unfriendly.

Was it because I started smiling,

sadness is a chore.

 

Tell me why, I deserve to know

or do you just miss sipping from the cup of broken me?

Why take it away?

Now Piper does of babel,

and you fucking ibis’s take note!

Easily overlooked!

Nothing is so common-place as to wish to be remarkable.” 

― Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.

Say what you wish, but i am yet to meet a human who does not feel some time of emotion once remarked.

Hell, there is a whole industry that banks on the continuous feelings that people get from remarks. Our ever-loving—soul sucking—but still worth-it social media platform.

Even our very own wordpress blog strives on remarks, hence the need to get more follower, likes, comment etc.

Am writing this now only because the realization just dawned on me. For a very long time I was one of those who vehemently believed I didn’t care what anyone remarks was about me until I began consciously writing and increasing my social media presence. Every like’s and comment i got was like an imaginary tap on my back telling me “you have done good”, which is ridiculous but very true.

P.S Ever tried letting out a quick scream while driving? you should….very therapeutic!