I have always found it scary
How people shatter themselves
to create a piece of poetry
How they tore the walls they built
From tears, sleepless nights and guilt
to seek for something they once felt
How they force open their scars
Take away their midnight stars
To try and create a piece of art
I guess it will always be an act of bravery
How I can constantly scratch my insides
looking for my beautiful vulnerability
And I guess we were never made to heal
Because it's exactly our brokenness
that made us real
so to the person to whom I used to
offer my poetry and more to
Thank you---
for breaking me
***
This one's one of my oldest poems that I have already memorized by heart since I always find it relevant. Whenever I try to write I have to recreate scarring scenes and replay dark emotions to vividly put them into words. My, what a scary place the minds of us writers have.
This might be the end of my dusk. Although I haven't really decided but oh well-- maybe if I have more pains hidden then I would continue this segment.
As always, have a good night.
xrxs
