_Eyraaa_
Even in death, I will be beautiful."
- Rukia Kuchiki, Bleach
Reflection:
I used to think beauty meant being untouchable-
all flawless skin and quiet perfection.
But pain sculpted me differently.
It carved cracks in my silence
and painted my ribs with stories
only I could understand.
I bled in colors no one saw,
broke in places no one noticed,
yet still stood in the wreckage
and whispered, "I am here."
Even when the world turned its back,
even when I felt like fading,
I wore my scars like constellations-
not to shine,
but to remember
that I existed.
And if I must fall,
let me fall with grace.
If I must die,
let me be a bloom in winter-
fragile, but unforgettable.
Because even in death,
my softness will linger
in the hearts I tried to heal.
And that...
that will be beautiful.
Eyra.