||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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} G L U E
I am holding on to it, They say hope is the glue, the bridge, Between past and future, But that's a gift really, We call it present. Hope is nothing but a glue that binds, The darkness of my soul and The light of my many minds. And the hope that I found at last, That I longed for, That I needed, That I deserved, Was me, oh mind. It was me the whole time. Whenever you felt defeated, My heart was still beating, The fuel of life was still running, Through my veins, through my thoughts. Whenever you felt blue, I bleed red. Whenever you raged on, I moved on, with bruises, You are the Queen I am the pawn. I walked a painful path, To keep you satisfied of my teary bath. I struggled every time, So you can let it out and be just fine. I died, So you can live. I cried so you can open your eyes. You tortured me, You murdered me, Several times, I'm still fine, oh "fines" We're so okay with fine. But still after all this you are a part of me, I can't get loose of you, My hope is too strong, The glue is too strong and it never ends. I hate having hope. Hope is why, If you are sad, I'll punish myself to make you happy. If you want to die, I'll live for you, So you can too, So you can know how hard, How hard it is to live when you don't want to, You don't kill me, You give me random shots of happiness, So I can stay alive and feed your hunger, You're too selfish, I'm too selfless, Maybe that's why we make a perfect pair, Complete the balance of life. It hurts so much you know? It pains me to even hurt you, It makes me bad. I laugh at myself how? How even though having a scissor in your hand, You cannot cut the paper thin toxic piece of yourself? Because it feels like stone on a heavy heart, Because you're too attached to it, I'll show you the pain, Pain will demand, You will feel again. If you feel like you're flying into oblivion, floatless. That you have no control of yourself I'll be your gravity. I'll hold you down. I'll stick you up with the same glue, That has been my weakness, I'll give you hope. I'll keep you alive. This is not a warning oh mind, I'll show you the pain of being alive. I'll show you the pain of not dying, I'll steal death, your dearest wish from you. My mind, I'll keep on living. Because I have hope.
