Rough cut edges of truth

by Ya----Na   Aug 29, 2018


Enough of walking on suicidal thoughts
or
listening to the drumbeat of silence;
demons no more reside
in the bedroom of my heart
scribbling the walls with nails of the darkness.

Now
I want to drown in the waters of today
to reach the coast of future
where my soul could ramble
in sparkling thoughts of freedom.

Sadly,
the rough-cut edges of truth
cut all your pictures saved in my eyes.
And it's been a while
since I fell in love with myself..

So,
I am going to dance
in the melody of my dreams
before the temptress of death
lay me down
to sleep.

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  • 3 weeks ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Well done on this. It's certainly worth highlighting thoughts of deep depression. Suicide is of course is an extreme, but we all toy with that thought from time to time. We allow ourselves to believe that death is the only way when life feels so hard. For most this passes and life works it's magic and reveals why it's so damn good to be alive. Pain of loss never leaves us, it becomes part of us, toughens our mental strength. To enjoy life one needs to have strength too. Think of a boat. It floats and in it you can travel the world. The boat looks beautiful, it has lines that can make an eye sing; it is also very strong - it needs to be to endure life. Be the the boat, embrace your strength and know that after every storm there's a beautiful sunrise.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Holy smokes... This is good this is damn good!