Why do we tend to forget
what we are born for?
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Why do we tend to forget
what we are born for?
You have involved yourself
Evolved yourself
Thought to preserve
But lost yourself… 💫
There is always a part of you that keeps running, keeps forgetting, keeps saving you.
From you.
I was pretty drenched in thoughts
Until the voice within spoke to remind
You know you used to write, right?
Them - why are you sitting soullessly
Me - what does that even mean?
Them - where you are being seen without you being seen
I pity your strong shoulder,
For it has never been looked in the need of a tight hug.
But I envy your eyes and wisdom,
Perfectly faring with both the worlds of a dream and a reality.
Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life
Hands too tired of all the holding back
Hearts too cold for all the surface level crap
Humans think about the source of happiness being a person or a place. With all the commands provided mechanically, you choose not to choose happiness for yourself.
Know why you like my eyes so much?
Because you have seen enough of dreams from your own.
You feel oceans but can’t express a drop
You read monuments but don’t hold a pen
You hear people but can’t see their glance
You choose life but hiding the reck
How alive you feel when you sit in front of the sea or a massive river and watch these waves shining in the sunset light creating magic with colors and you can actually breathe life with each inhale
Does it weigh the exact same amount on everyone’s chest?
Even if you don't stop running endlessly,
How soon would you be able to escape?
Is it typical to change your absolute personality each time the four walls surrounding you change?
What if you never find a place where you can find yourself again.
What if the world shatters in front of you and never allows you to move forward.
What if you hear your favourite song without remembering the lyrics.
What if you place your life in all the what ifs and what nots to decide whether you had it all or nothing at all.
What if.. This is not a fictional story and all this time you lived a lie for it could become the reality in all sense?
My heart is relieved for it is running to find its peace again in proximity!