Words and Heart at Work

Neoteric Version of Myself

The altiloquent side of my own self
Filled me with dysfunctional relationships,
Showered me with bitter tears of heartbreak,
Eradicated my sense to ratiocinate with logic,
Numbed my heart and froze my being.

And just like the dark clouds
Covering the clear blue sky,
My vision started to get cloudy
And there's no sight of a single glee,
It made me feel too dejected,
It almost felt like I was thrown away
After being rejected.

Even red roses can't seem to cure me,
Just the way they usually do
When melancholy eats me.
It felt like I'm rotting slowly inside
And I can't even find a way
To save me from the darkness
Of judgmental beings chewing my soul
And my lifestyle whole.

I just wish I could break free
No matter how painful
The wounds I'll get from it,
Just as long as
I could find a neoteric version of me
Whose stronger,
Braver,
Tougher,
Genuine
And
Beautiful.

I wish
I could
Be me

Again.

01222019