Despite my deteriorating vision, I could easily locate a cluster of teens loitering about outside my window
Their constant bickering can unmistakably be heard from almost half a mile away
Oh what I would give to spend another day laying outside on the morning-dew fields
I would recklessly run around in the nearby forest, listening to the sounds of nature until my heart's content
Looking out into the open grasslands with me at peace
The sun would set and as she did, I felt her gentle caress of sunlight slowly drifting from me
My legs would take me wherever my heart desired
I was the master of my own reality as it is
I then took the last picture I had of my young self facing the soft yet ever-flowing waterfall
With it in hand, I tightly pressed it upon my chest and closed my eyes
My very own heartbeat kept me company
The air that surrounded me was silent
It seemed as if the never-ending noise of the adolescence has died down
I was once again, left alone
This was it
Everything was set
All that needed to be done was for me to look out of my windowpane
And beyond the horizon, I see her, the sun, with all her unending sunlight, bidding me farewell
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PoetryWords may be the best medicine. But they can also do more harm than good. Here's a spontaneous collection of words, vignette's, short stories and poetry combined into a timeless and relevant output that not only comes from experience but also from t...