⚘ 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 ↬ 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘐𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴

𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘴

  ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿    　✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:*･ﾟﾟ･

ahead lies a place,
broken and abandoned.
I don't know where I am,
guess lost, I reckon.

a blackout must have taken place,
as I witness it for myself;
the scene growing darker,
sweat seeping through my flesh.

and in an instant,
I stumble onto the ground;
having a great fall,
on the ruins and the mounds.

that peculiar sight,
making my body,
tremble and bleak;
corpses lying everywhere,
all miserable and weak.

a deep ravine,
dead people lying on the edge.
all covered in webs,
rotting and blood-drenched;
yet the death do not stop them,
from glaring into my eyes,
all lying lifelessly,
inside that dark trench.

the scene as eerie as it seems;
to my eyes bawling out of its socket,
as, I cluelessly search for something,
similar to a sprocket.

in the midst of this chaos,
I find something bright and celine;
the lost golden jewel,
with alot of rubies,
shining from my insides,
illuminating my insecurities.

and suddenly, I felt strength,
in not despising myself anymore,
because I know that,
my lost happiness,
those blooming blossoms
made its return for sure.

that lost jewel,
my hands mysteriously looked for;
and the needs,
I wanted to be fulfilled of;
the love so unrequited,
I always longed for,
it's already safe in my heart.

the love jewels,
ornaments of acceptance and singularity;
I could wear every now and then,
flaunting my beauty,
wherever I went.

not scared to show,
not obliged to follow,
only know,
that no matter what,
I'll always choose to fly and glow,
with my own consistent flow.

those are my love jewels,
which I can treasure forevermore;
and the warmth,
the flamboyance,
they have given my spirit.

today for the first time,
I was able to fathom,
those unbelievable fantasies;
and the magical spells,
which seemed real,
as spell bounding me,
for a big instance.

noble my soul,
similar to those love jewels,
beautiful yet modest,
but, a little pixie dust,
like my flaws,
gets concealed,
with those tiny florals.

the dark shackles,
of hypocrisy and tripe,
suffocating my ribcage,
which I tear down,
fearlessly with fight.

and as I break the curse,
my love jewels tend to shine more.
I hope for their eternal light,
that they stay,
in my oh-so benevolent soul.

-s.i.

⭑･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.༅:*･ﾟﾟ･⭑

07/07/2020