the deluded ones [#2]

had

july 1st, 2017

and it was only a mere few weeks ago when i asked if you could turn my destructive nature into a calming peace. it's impossible to turn a daring disaster into a silencing sound, but is it really?

because my head became filled with riddles and questions, lacking every answer needed to be found, and i asked if you could indeed turn a hurricane into a gentle pitter-patter. impossible, that's what i believed.

but, as the predicted thunderstorm became nothing more than the gentle pitter-patter of a soothing song, i like to believe you succeeded unknowingly in transforming a destructive monster into a breatheable being. you've done the impossible as it seems, like flying once was to all of humanity; you're an amazement to the world, and it's not hard to see.