I was left dead.
Dead enough, to still lay in his partial lover borders and keep myself a cadaver to my own living states.
This is ok.
Stay Dead.
Stay Numb.
Ok.?
Not Ok.!!
Listen love, no matter how long you suffer, never stretch to the limit , where you are forced to turn around, whenever you stand in your shadows.never let yourself doubt on your struggle.
You have fallen, risen, given your flesh to reach where you are,rubbed your bony ridges to stand stronger than any other girl out there.you were born to be this poised and strong.
Never die in your own shady deeds.
I may look a fool to you.world's teaching may tell me to regret my love and watches, i wasted just to have a look into his soul.but why? Isn't this? This life, these teachings, good enough to let these regrets flow far?
I will never let anyone's selfish functions, tarnish my breathes.
I have been stabbed.I will bleed.bleed untill i pour out every bit of him and his molestations to my feels.bleed to heal.bleed to empty my body spaces of him.his love.
The biggest crime of this mankind,is to destroy some soul, just to save your own.that was what you have been doing to me.
or may be i just let you in, too often and too much!
Heal, my love, because you are so much more than the flesh and bones, you kept straining for him.you need no man to make u palpate.you need no other humanly type to swift you through life.you are enough.enough for yourself.enough to heal and stay blooming.
Love your dents.love your fading colors.they will fade as you face more hustles.they are your pride.your inscriptions of success.
display the potraits of your broken outlines.let them know you fell, you crashed but you will still hold these wrecks so well.
You have been these flowers and the aroma.
Do not let a man crush you forever.
That was, what was written to happen.to let you know what gold you hold.how rains flow with your hands and you turn in some poetry.too beautiful to crumble in some boyshit dirt.
Tell yourself, repeat constantly.you are all stars and shine.all the love and exile.you balance every worldly known term so well.too precious for anything to regret.
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Healing Cadavers
PoetryA Thought Catalogue to heal you from everything left to die and decay. Any literature won't seep into your bones until it breaks you before healing. This book talks about hurting, bleeding, realising and loving your halves. I Turned His Lies Into P...
