Words of the Broken and the Lover

Stray

Written on: November 23, 2016

There’s nothing more to pour out for everything had withered.
There’s no more nauseated-feeling like for there’s a pillow that whispers
        yet it goes to my dream and splintered every bit of it.
A nightmare that is no more a nightmare instead it became glitters that lingers in my sleep.
The rain from the sky filled the tiny holes in my heart, giving it coldness.

A heart that became steep and when you reach the top you’ll fall deep.
Slippery as it is and more complicated than a quiz.
No one could keep up and never dare again to take a leap on that slippery steep
   yet those things couldn’t break my heart for it became an ice that is hard as a crystal.

In myself I became homeless…
I became a stray in my own self and no one could love my wilderness
     because they refuse to do so.
Bunny hops and it slips, it’s wild yet gentle in its own kind.
Sometimes it’s blind in its own path yet still made it.

It found me in wilderness and joined my adventure.
My heart is never whole yet I’ve found the tiny puzzle of it
     that I’ve come to treasure and now, we’re off to our own adventure, together.
To find our missing piece and we’d be there for each other when one of it became lost.