You are more beautiful weakened by an ocean of atrocity.
It has made you fluid~
Not only in tears but in whole.
You are permeable…
life breathes in your newfound perceptions of it.
It appreciates your slow understanding…
applauds your grief, and honors your prevalence.
A Being unprepared to navigate the depths…deal…find ways to survive the pressure.
Or at least your vulnerability is astounding.
It grows with each word that vacates your mouth and mocks your heart.
A mime of love…..
outlining with your hands the life you wished existed and crossing fingers and toes that your belief is enough.
What a selfish sacrifice…
to forfeit for more gains.
To whip the sun into submission
to feed your hunger for darkness and deepen your depression.
How it shapes you into a one-size-fits-all for pain.
How it makes discomfort so pretty.
Your blue eyes have never been so sad…
have never spoken such truth-
have never closed so hard.
As if the longer you blink …the longer the moment.
Don’t blame the god you try to be-
We all want to preserve life.
Unfold its sweetness… disapprove it.
We want lasting… so long as it lasts-
even when we are sick for it.