A Symphony Of Darkness [WATTYS 2018 LONGLIST] [COMPLETE]

XXIV

But.

I can be mended.

I believe it as I wake up everyday,

Glance past your memories which are tearing my soul,

I want to believe that I can be mended.

Because that's what life demands of us-

Not to fix our broken pieces with grief;

But to carry our deformities with us.

Who are we, dearest, without our armour of scars?

Who are we without our broken complexities,

Our subtle unfound beauties?

Who am I,

Without you?

I want to drown in the past sometimes.

But I know I can't-

Because you'll be there waiting for me.

Lying to me.

So I'll carry your burden with me.

Everyday, every-night, everytime.

Because I know that even though I'm not whole,

That I'm damaged, broken beyond repair,

I can be mended.

I believe it.

~Fin~

-Book Two Concludes-