It was you who entered and brought good things in an empty red room; in my hollow heart.
It was you who walked in an obscure place that cast away the demons who live there, and left ineffable memories; in my chaotic mind.
It was you who served as a boat, the reason why I'm floating in a river of tears; it was you that kept me from drowning in melancholy.
It was you who found a lonely caterpillar and turned it into a beautiful flower; it was you who made me feel I'm pretty no matter what.
It was you who made me feel alive again, but this is written ironically.
Because it was then you who melted my frozen heart, but I was not the one who set your heart aflame.
It is more painful when the person who gave color to your plain life was drawn for another person.
It is more painful because he kills and heals you repeatedly in everything he does.
YOU ARE READING
Chaotic yet serene II words
PoesieThis is a collection of words I made painted with grief, yet can give calmness; a mosaic of chaotic thoughts that can be a lullaby.
