Brokenness.

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I looked up to you as sun rays peeking through the end of storming,
Mind-blowing as I stopped thinking and started seeing all in purple-pink.
I stared at you as sunset reflecting itself in the ocean,
Dazzled blurry-eyed while I was drowning in my foolish tries of catching it.

I said, "maybe I deserved it for looking something in the wrong place"
Taking off the fault of your shoulders, I thought you needed some rest
But then, "I told you I was falling deeply right down your birdcage"
Even though, you did nothing but staring at how I isolated myself

It was harder through days of resentment
And the more that I mourned, the colder that it got.
It was the glass that you shattered that night
That made me regret your damn vice.

It was month by month of back and forth,
Wishful thinking of open doors,
My negligence blinding all my roads,
As I was left with no place to go.

So, one morning I woke up,
No glimmer, no trace, no thoughts
Of you, and my merciful ache
No words to put into or say;

I just...

I found myself in the rubble of the building you built, then demolished at my feet.
I found myself in the cracks of my unrecognizable reflection of the mirror you hit in front of me.
I found myself in the creaks of my insurmountable brightness surrounded by people who give their all in a fight.
I found myself after the one I met, loved and regret as I grieved insignificantly in my roots of glorious wisdom I earned, but never dared to desire.

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