tears on my scars.

my story.

Nobody in this world
Gets to tell me how my story ends
Or how it starts
But you're out of this world, in my heart.

You can tell me how it would end
And I'll make sure it concludes that way
For you get to choose
And I get to obey.

I know that time solves everything
But sometimes time can't solve
And that's where the beginning of the end begins
That's where I solve myself.

It's fine to not trust me
I'm just a poetess
But trust my poetry
Trust my prose.

Trust my stories
They're not just fiction
But a piece of me
From an alternate universe.

Every real story
Is never ending
Every fiction
Is immortal.

It's fine if I lie
It's fine if I love
It's fine if I live
It's fine if I laugh.

Rather than experiencing everything at once
I would experience myself forever
In the most poetic
And metrical manners.

It's never about happy ending
It's always about the story
That burned in the attic
While burning my heart.

I don't wanna be a part of someone else's story
I just wanna be a part of mine
I'm not the main character of my own story
A void swallows all of my history.

I fall for minds
I fall for smiles
I fall for eyes
I fall for the things that can't be mine.

The past beats inside me
Like a second heart
My past is like a peripheral vision
I see it all.

All those stars
Symbolise my scars
And I keep on gazing
Until dawn.

Then it passes away
Like all other things
Because my destiny is to let go
But my fate doesn't want me to move on.

Love stabs me in the heart
Like a dagger
And I laugh
Like it didn't hurt.

Love blinds my vision
By putting its hand on my eyes
Love won't save me from the fire
By putting ice.

I stand in front of the mirror very often
In a hope of seeing myself
But every single time
I fail to do so and see someone standing who's unrecognised.

Lately, I hate life
But I keep on living
I keep on breathing
For nature is beautiful.