Miraquill
Hold on
The thing about pain is
Its more like an unwanted weed
It grows upon your skin and
feeds upon your insecurities
It licks the venom of lies and
Gulps the shine of your identity
It keeps count of your each breath
And suffuse sufferings in silence
It hurts and hurts and hurts..
It hurts till the day you feel numb
It spreads its roots in your mind
It talks of the devil and death
It romanticizes rage and festoon fury
It stabs your spine and makes you crippled
To the extent you crawl upon to seek help.
But..
But...
The best thing about pain is
Just like everything else its temporary
It fades just like vague promises of forever
The happy twigs swirls when it rains for sure
And weeds get uprooted by the angelic hands
Just like the rainbows smiles glitter upon your cheeks
Just like every other broken thing
Your heart gets healed
Just bear the storm a lil more
Just take a nap under grey clouds lil more
Just cry a lil more, just smile a lil more
Just breath a lil more
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Will you?
©hopenotes_here
*smiles **