Sometimes I wonder
Why the sky cries
While I'm the one
Bearing the pain.
I wonder
If it knows
I'm the one
Carrying the world.
The one breathing life
Into others
While I'm still struggling
To stay alive myself.
What if the sky
Cries for me
Because
I can't do it myself.Then I realize
What I see
Is really light
Reaching.. Pulling for me
Fighting, for me.
They whisper
Quietly.
I beg them to join within me
But they say
I already
Shine brighter.
I look at myself
And I shine brighter.
Then I realize
This realization
Is all it takes
And now I'm the one
Comforting the crying sky
While I'm sitting in comfort.
I'm the one loving beyond belief
And healing others more.
Now I'm the one
Soaring through the sky
Like a star.
Shining bright.
Bringing light
To my side of the world
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Aesthetic Writings
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