||A balance of good °
& bad •\\
Highest rank:- #12 in Poetry! [3/12/16]
Where I relate my life to the pieces of universe, only to make an incomplete puzzle.
Incompleteness is beautiful, isn't it?
So is nothing.
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/-\E X P L O S I O N
I from the inside, am crashing down. I know I can't hold on any longer, I know how to swim but, all I do is drown. The energy inside me, is not making me stronger. I wanna explode, I wanna crash, I wanna scatter, I want to let it all out. My mind is disturbed, Unstable. If I let it in for long, can I die? If I let it out, can I die? Am I helpful in, either ways of my death? The world I used to know, is no longer there. Or it never was. Fragment of my imagination. Between me and who I want to be and who my mind is making me. Everything is black to me. There's a feeling, a light, an energy inside me. Enough for me to see hope, in this alien world. For me to see a land, in this vast never ending ocean. But, for it to come out, for maybe a second, I have to burst, Trust the feeling I have? I don't know, I'm petrified. Of my thoughts, of my trust, To who I shall give? There's no one to help. Only help I can get is me. But, looks like I don't have a choice. I can't hold on. I'm breaking down. The ground is shaking in my thoughts. Boom. I can see the light, for a fraction I saw the land, hope. But, it's a long way. The light also made me see something terrifying. I'm not alone now, I've let my demons out. The war has begun.
