I remember closing my eyes and I fell asleep. Dreaming about life so bright and beautiful. Running and laughing in the meadow where the creeping buttercups are. Got deceived by how it looks so dainty, turns out a noxious beauty. The rain starts to pour, cold as ice as it touches my skin yet it mends my heart - it lessens the sore. Dancing under the moonlight letting go of all the mind's horror. The stars offered me a wish, "Make the world a better place." The universe whispered, "It's the humans that need to change." I walk to the path where the sign says "safe" but I fell in the trap and now I'm drowning. I was about to give up but a stranger jumped and saved me. Confused by the kindness, "But why? You don't know me." For the first time someone was able to see me. I started to plant roses on my lawn. The stranger becomes less of a mystery - we both watered the plants we planted merrily. We painted our dreams and it's a masterpiece an art dealer can never sell. A priceless piece intended to be viewed in the art gallery. A storm arrived unannounced, destroying the castle we build, breaking everything that's fragile, separating everything that's not tightly knot. My roses withered, the castle turned hunted, and the garden became a grave. Didn't hit my head but did I miss something? This stranger keeps on telling me, we used to be one. I didn't agree, I have a good memory. I wouldn't forget someone who never tried to do me dirty. Leaving the place and the memories, I followed the river that leads me to the unknown. I wrote letters and poems, the wind delivers it to the people that needed a remedy that they can't find in any drugstore. I don't know where I'm going but the author will lead me.
I opened my eyes after a long and peaceful sleep. I reached the last page. "The end" It says.
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HER JOURNAL
Non-FictionIt includes real life situations and events. A glimpse of HER thoughts. Contains poems, quotes and prose. Welcome to HER world - a concoction of poetic sentiments and confessions drizzled with grayish clouds of chaos dusted with fragility and ardor.
