Author: afewhappypeople

Me. I'm a college going falling head over heels for things in general sort of a person. I want to spread love and yeah, mostly that.

Cracks in the heart

Cracks in the heart

We were broken from the start

Fucked over and over

We were screwed at last

Built a boat to row away

We were poets gone astray

Shoutout to the tiny minds

We were shoved in your narrow kind

Sweating out the lovely gift

We were built to slowly rip

Love me like you weren’t spent

We were fucking like there’s no end

Over and out believe it or not

We were bloody fools to rot

Flourish in your barren state

We were stupid to wait

Cracks in the heart

We were broken from the start

That side

You are wild.  I would know. 

You run like the wind.  I do know. 

You are brave,  I have seen you

Believe me I know you have courage

You are marvellous. 

You are the beauty of the nature. 

I have seen it.  I have seen it all. 

So what if the wicked stays in the shadow

And the lying plays a game or two

You are not made of that.  

You are the better kind. 

The better race of the better mind. 

The sea

Is judging us.

Its calm beauty

Unwavered.

Its flow

Uninterrupted 

Our pasts

Unimportant 

Our sadness 

Unnoticed

The sea 

Is judging 

Our petty issues

Our lovers quarrels 

And our broken hearts

The sea has been broken

Polluted

It carries the dead 

In its arms

It has been redirected

Lead to barrenness 

It carries the reminders

Of every breath that

Dipped in unthankfully

Unknowing

That the sea 

Is judging us. 

It has grief beyond

A hundred lifetimes 

Of our pain and anguish

The sea judges us

Because it says

Flow

Free

Undying in your faith

Move

Move your battle away from the time

When you felt like your trust was taken piece by piece and shot down until it was beyond repair. 

Move your battle away from the feeling 

When your heart skipped a beat,  not in love but surrounded by fear and insecurity. 

Move your battle away from the life

Where you lived in a paranoia, an illusion that they were out to get you and you had to escape. 

Move your battle away from the hell

That you gave yourself for falling weak in your knees and giving yourself away for too little. 

Move your battle away from the death

Of happiness inside your body where every cell within you cried and hoped it would cease to exist. 

Move your battle away from the battles that need to be left alone.  The battles you don’t have to fight.  The battles you’re not meant to deal with.  

Your battle is life.  It is living.  Now.  Not then when things were happier or worse.  Now.  

Right fucking  now. 

Live. 

Fight the battle to live.  To feel.  To believe.  To recover.  

To love. 

Yourself first.  

The seventy fifth time

For 

The seventy fifth time I repeat. 

It’s okay. 

It’s a ritual of each breath 

Breathe in

Breathe out

Caught myself from falling down

And Collapsing in a heap

Bitter judgement 

Better thoughts

Are yet to come. 

For

The seventy fifth time I repeat

It’s okay

Believing in my voice

Is harder than before 

It falters every bit

Settles the score

Of haunted dreams

Manifested in sound

It quivers with sadness

Built on hope

For 

The seventy fifth time I repeat

It’s okay

Closing my eyes

Blocking the beauty 

Blinding me from within

Hate rising up to my eyes

Brimming with tears

Ready to gush out

Soaked with shame

Of plenty week moments

For 

The seventy fifth time I repeat

I repeat it’s okay

I repeat it’s fine

I repeat it’ll get better

I repeat the sun will be kind

The moon will care

And the body will dare

Another chance at  love

Hoping for escape 

From despair.