I said ...
We write our words because we find hopes in other's words
But I found the truth of my existence ...
The Purple Moonlight in my heart ...🌌🌙
An opened blossom in my winter feelings ...❄🌸❄
∞ 💜🌙🌸💜 ∞
It is raining so much that there is no more cloud to rain It can't create storms ... have a lot pain It has passed the storm
Now, if all this land is covered by water, it will not be satisfied :)
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I was sitting alone under my favorite tree ... a beautiful tree that I had planted and grown ...
That tree was the only thing that had a beautiful color in my land, and anyone who passed by me couldn't take their eyes off it, and for the second time they came, they lowered their heads so that they couldn't see ... Some people closed their eyes and shook their heads left and right to return to their normal state And I looked at them with surprise and of course with a little smile ...
When they passed me, I could see their conflicts in their eyes ... when their hearts wanted to start talking but no sound came out ...
When their eyes were trembled and spinning between me and their way back ... I just accompanied them on the way back with a grin
Sometimes I felt like ghat I and my world were forbidden
They said true ... It was the devil inside me that weakened them ... my love was a poison to them
My kiss was a kiss of death when it separated the soul from their body instead of being breathtaking ... they dried up and died
And at the end of the story, I stayed with their heavy souls abd so many lifeless bodies around me ...
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The winter goddess had a beautiful blue flower inside a shiny icy mold, which she visited every time I asked what is the difference between this flower and the others?
And every time she ran away from answering ... Aand every time that I said : "you had no feelings"
She said : "no one is insensitive ... but sometimes you only get blind and stupid"
When I told her I wanted this flower, she said it would be destroyed and she would throw hail at me every time And I spent many days trying to please her while I was dying under her hail ...
Teasing her, even though it made me small, was exciting for me :)
Finally, one day when she didn't expect it, she gave it to me, and the ice around it melted little by little But her beauty lasted only one day and night, and in the next days I had only the illusion of that beauty ... Because after a day and a night, my beautiful flower was in the soil but withered ... and all of my pain was that it turned gray ... A color in harmony with the world that I was in it ... I was angry but my anger doesn't hurt anyone ... just myself
The question for me was why that cold goddess did something for me, accepted my words and gave me the flower of her feelings if she knew her condition was worse and worse than before ... maybe she would see herself at the end of her life
I immediately went to my goddess, but she was sitting alone in a corner ... staring at a place that I didn't know where is it
She doesn't say more than a few words ... she had made a mistake Her silence was painful and frightening And that took the power to say anything away from me
She was praying and I was just watching her from the outside in another corner, and praying to a god that I didn't know about it ...
When I came out of the castle, I saw people that ...
Most of them were drowned in the water ... Or rather, they were drowned in a light blue water and only the uniform sound of rain was everywhere ... the speed of the rain was neither slow nor high
I didn't know I should have cried like her or been happy that everyone was running away
The rest of the people were in turmoil The balance was lost and I was just the spectator
This turmoil also got me involved A part of my gray land was colored, and I saw the real colors ... It was not an illusion and the pain was many times greater than the purple illusion ...
But I was so lifeless that my pain wouldn't overwhelm me and I would enjoy this destruction only in silence ... I destroyed my world with my own hands
And the night I decided to close my eyes to everything at it, I didn't see or hear that she say good night quietly ...
The destruction of my gray land have a lot pain, but I was so calm that I thought it might be the end of me too
