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dear jiyun,

oh how time passes

and this month is close to
its end

along with other things,
that I wish
I could tell you about

before you find out
for yourself.

I'm not going to lie
or try to cover
up this
filthy masquerade

a play of me
trying to hide behind
my finger,

endless circles of pretention
when the sun
rises
till it dives into
the turquoise waves

when I wake up,
till I fall asleep
early in the morning

with a bottle in my hand
and my heart
ripped off
scattered on the floor

and loud voices in my head
telling me this should
finally come
to an end

reminding,
the expiation I was
seeking for did not last

and nothing can potentially
make the distressing
fog above me
dispel,

nothing to connect
the pieces
of me back together.

they say it's all a struggle

struggle to keep on going,
to rise from
your ashes

to get up

get up

get up

they say, “do not give up”

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