"Go away! Please,leave me alone! Let me be here, peacefully ,in my dark corner. Please just go!" There she sat in the corner,darkness surrounding her. Her arms wrapped around her legs as her knees reached to her face. A broken soul, a broken heart, there she sat a broken scarred girl.
"I want to help you" Alice said, slowly examining the girl on the floor. "No one can help me!" Screaming on top of her lungs, just wanting her to go. "No one can help you, unless you want to help yourself" There was a brief silence for a moment. "Delilah", Alice's voice fragile and soft as if she'll break from her slightest voice. She bent down to her, as Delilah tried to avoid any sort of eye contact in fear she'll see how broken she is." I actually want to help you! This corner isn't a place you belong. You belong out there, in the light." A sharp taunting laugh , that's what she got in reply." Oh please, you want me to come out in the world so they could exploit my flaws like they always did. No thanks! I can't go back out there just for the world to give me the weird looks, the disgusted looks they give when they see these scars. I was happy until I came to know of the cruel truth of this world. This darkness and silence gives me way more happiness than that light ever did. This darkness is so comforting, it's a place I could be with my flaws without anyone's judgement or cruel remarks." She looked away remembering all those disgusted looks people gave her and the remarks they would throw at her when she pass by, her eyes always sticking to the floor.
"Delilah if you think I'm going to make the mistake they all did then let me tell you, you're wrong. I can see you , the real you behind these words, I can see the real you in your eyes which hold a different story." Delilah looked up, hundred of emotions and thoughts flooded in her mind. "No!" She shook her head trying to get rid of all those thoughts. "You can't know me. You don't want to know a dark soul like me. You're too much of a bright person for me and I don't want to hurt you. I'm a terrible mess inside , a destructive storm and I'm afraid I might hurt you. So it's better if you stay away and leave, like all of them." She had thought that she had won the argument and so she waited for her to leave.
"That's where you are wrong! I won't make the same mistake they all did! I can see it clearly in your eyes. You may call yourself as a dark soul but I can see it in your eyes of how pure your soul and heart are. Your soul is filled with light just covered by this curtain which needs to be removed. This curtain is one of the lies you keep telling yourself, that you may hurt yourself. A curtain of fear , fear of hurting others and hurting yourself. You want to push them away so you won't have to face the fear of their departure. But not everyone leaves, Delilah! You let your past stop you and affect your decision. Don't let it" Delilah was left speechless because of how true her words were. Never had anyone ever understood her as she did, she was amazed and surprised by how right she was.
"But ...I ... I just can't. Leave me alone! I'm sorry but I'm too imperfect for this world, too ugly" Million of thoughts battled in her mind. Alice moved her thumb over her cheek where the scar lays. She moved her head up and saw those dried tears on her face. "Everyone in this world have some flaw and so do I. This scar isn't ugly, it's a proof of how strong and brave you are. This scar shows how many battles you fought and survived and won! We have our flaws and these flaws is what makes us beautiful in our own unique way. We all are imperfect yet perfect with these flaws. Together we'll be another of those imperfect self in this imperfect chaotic world. All you gotta do is believe in yourself and let that hidden beautiful soul come out." She smiled sweetly at her. She knew what mistake she didn't wanted to make.
Delilah kept on pushing people away and the biggest mistake was that they left. But Alice knew she couldn't repeat the same mistake so she did what they should've done, she grabbed her hand and told her how she was worthy and beautiful and pulled her out into the light. This was it, the moment for a new and better beginning for her. Years after this day, now Delilah lives with her family, a loving husband and two young sweet little kids, and how everyday she thanks her friend for pulling her out into light that day and showing her that there was much more waiting for her in life ahead she just wanted to stand up and look into herself and discover the beauty in those flaws.
A/N
Sometimes all you need is a hand, a hand to pull you out of those chaotic thoughts going inside your head and to pull you out of the dark corner into the light. Sometimes all you need is someone to grab you and hold you tight and tell you how much you worth and how everything will be okay. The truth is no one is flawless and these flaws is a part of us being a human we make mistakes and learn from them that's how it all goes. Try loving these flaws and try loving yourself and believing in yourself. You can't ever expect someone to help you unless you want to help yourself.Sometimes that someone is your own self. So stand up and stand in front of the mirror and tell your own self you're gorgeous and you're beautiful just the way you are and believe in yourself .
It doesn't always has to be a guy even your friend, your best friend could be the one to help you out into the light .
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This is definitely not a short story and the longest work of this book. No matter how much I tired I kept on making it even longer sorry for that. And yes this is my last update before my finals. I'll be updating now after my finals and please do pray for me *gives a cheeky smile* Hope you like it but more of it I hope you understand the true meaning behind this work. Keep smiling and just know you're beautiful just the way you are ♥♥♥
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