27/08/2020
~ The broken chair | The Loyal Mirror
I'll wait until it scares me, stole my sleeping nights, and spilled me in worthless pieces until to know my correct existence.
If honestly talk, I'm being tired of pursuing my self with the lies hope in front of a true mirror.
Let me not hide now, I'm a witness myself, I was there to let them pursue me the countless self labels, social standards, material of superiority those made me burden today.
Let me sit with myself in the broken chair to see the rising sun and downing stars against me.
Yes I'm in conscious I'm self-lover and it's my own saying, I'm responsible for every single tear of crisis when I had been watched them sitting in the comforting sofa, and raising action has become optional.
They didn't like my face, my existence around them, even respecting their point of view there was the only option I had. Why we shouldn't accept the world is so cruel, just see closely everyone trying to pursue each other to walk on their perspective or everyone trying to defeat each other's point of view to replace their own.
I thought sometimes, I sit with myself, I sit broken part with tortured past with thousands blame with still waiting with still young with the dumb crowd with a fake smile in the manufactured reality
I thought sometimes, I was so kind with so important with so dedicated with so loving there was so memories with silence with so silent then was a turn, I lose kind, loses patience, loses trust loses people, loses hard, loses smile, loses lights, loses mirror, loses things, loses everything.
I hope you're not!
Have a good day.
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