I lost my stardust.
When I counted the minutes on the clock.
When I got rundown by the normalcy of it all.
When I figured out that goals are who you are.
When I was appreciated for my numbers but not my scars.
When I stopped seeing the clear waters and the cotton clouds.
When I gave up on the walls of my home and the symphony of its sound.
When I began searching for inspiration rather than feeling it by heart.
When I began searching for hope just to find a broken mirror and it's shards.
When I unsung the anthems of love and joy to feel numb and sad.
When I no longer looked at my childhood and shared memories with my Mom and Dad.
When I unraveled the mystery of the world but couldn't find myself.
When I embraced the portrayal of my soul based on their mindsets.
When I staggered on that path with no moonlight to guide my way.
When I stepped on the flowers to make a thorn crown for all the success that I may make.
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PuisiA five-course written meal of poems, short stories, conflicting thoughts, unseen letters and AU imagines. Filled with fluttering heart moments, forgotten memories of nostalgia, an abyss of sadness, immersive happiness and treasured words. ~~ Sugges...
