stardust | ✔

xxxvii.

'CRACKS'

there's a hole in my heart, there's a crack in my soul, please don't touch me now,

for my skin is old.

there's a hole in my heart, there are cracks in my soul, i know that you're tired, but let me unfold.

for i am the only one who could fill these cracks, breaks and cavities that are spreading all over me.

frail, cold, i shiver,

i   b r e a k—

i guess there's only so much that i can take.

the lights flicker all around me,
darkness commands, demands my soul for eternity.

i have sinned.
there's no reason for me to stay.
i have sinned.
i have walked over blood, lies on my shoulder blades, day after day.

cracks surround me? they're tearing me apart? rips in my soul? cavities in my heart? there's holes in my memories, i can't think...

no.

there's no holes in my heart, my soul is intact, i have blood on my hands, dirt on my back.
i've walked a million miles, on my bare feet, only to realize how i've fallen to repeat.

there's no holes in my heart, my soul is still whole.
i've just got lied on my chest, tears i have to hold. a weight, a bag, that i have to carry, like everyone else...

i have no cracks, no cavities, these scars along my wrists, embedded in my skin—

that's who i am.
that's who've made.
there's pain, painted on my skin.
painted by me and my blade.

but they're not cracks, just small scratches on the surface.
little scars,
dried up tears,
we all have to move on,
we can't live in fear.

so pick yourself up,
hold on my dear,
the sun is up,
the sky is clear.

☆
"i'm fucking sick
of writing all
these sad songs."

i'm sick of writing
sad poems for now.

(so i tried writing something a lil uplifting, although i don't really know if it worked?)

it's just after a while,
you realize, that you're creating
nothing but darkness.

and darkness is okay,
it's perfectly fine,
as long as you add something
to balance it out.