Weeping Skies

Bleeding Skies

Have you ever felt alone? Have you ever felt a tinge of hatred towards yourself? The hate conjured by your errors. The mistakes end up dictating your decisions, your future. Plunging you into a world of darkness. You would forget the warmth of light, of the scene of life you would lose sight. The suffering and pain would put you to sleep. Never to wake from your slumber. Never to dream your beautiful death. Never to fill the void that was once your heart. Your smile fades when she is delighted. Your tears cascades when her's dries up. She poisons you. That potent smile slays you. You pursue her like a shadow, arm's length away yet you cant feel her breath. You need her. I need her.

Humans are complicated yet fragile beings. They could be broken just by a word. A simple phrase. They live such fleeting lives. How pathetic. They want something they cant comprehend, something they cant hold, something indigenous to them. Love. They pillaged the meaning of it. Altered it. Left it with no identity.

As she stripped me of mine. Living me out where the stars could tease me. I stood there repenting. I could hear the clouds waging war above as lightning tore the sky. That day the sky and I , we were alike. We were bleeding.

Little did we know that we will heal ourselves. We are resolute when it comes to our cause. Even if Hell subdues Heaven, even if dreams where shattered nightmares, even if demons castrate angels, she will be mine. Breathing was never this painful. Look at what she has done to me. She tore me into shreds. My soul tattered. Time to sew them again.

Waiting for her everyday drains me yet her smile rejuvenates my condemned soul. I stood there everyday, accompanied by the moon and greeted by the rain. Kisses of raindrops would break my delusions and drag me back to Hell. Waiting for her answer was just excrutiating. And her answer tore a hole into my already abyss like heart. It was endless. My suffering, likewise.

Look at me. I begged for the slightest glance. Her arrogance stood in the way. Her obnoxious acts should have torched me yet it does nothing but tingle me. Is this what it feels like to fall in love? Frustration is the epitome of my day. Everyday. God quenches his thirst with my tears. He hasn't received his daily dose for a month now. I have been going through tears drought recently. He is adamant in retrieving what he desires. With utmost zealous, unlike me. I repel everything that resonates with positive frequency. My remorseful presence blights everything that has a smile. My cultivated etiquette evolved into the vilest misdemeanour.

I would have to congregate my fading sanity and and fight my losing battle hoping for a meagre victory. I will be victorious. I hope. I am incorrigible, aren't I?

She has no one in her heart yet she forbids anyone from claiming her. She is asking a starving young man not to eat the cake that's right in front of him. Tempting. She is tempting me. When she strolls into my line of sight, she famishes this famine stricken fool.

Why am I a subject of such an abysmal fate? I deviated from all that I dominated to just be a submissive. I am neither a connoisseur in the art of romance nor am I valiant enough to slay the cowardice that leeches on me. Sooner or later, her presence would not be adequate to satiate me. My aching heart throbs for her presence. I cringe everytime I drown in laughter. I intend to sweep her of her feet yet im swept away by time. I left everything to time just to be betrayed by it for a dime.