~~The Wall, The Sky and Me~~

The air slowly became cooler, Morning breeze soothed the skin drenched in sweat and tears from the warm night.. The sky started to blush and the stars faded gently.. And last night's waning crescent sighed in relief.  The wounds hadn't healed yet but I felt better.. I now had company that seemed to know. Deep blue water merging into a glistening golden pink...  Stretching beyond the widths of my vision, the sea comforted my ruffled soul.. No sharp lines,  No theories to the complexities,  Just the oblivion.. All margins of error complimenting the certainty  That there's land on the otherside of the horizon.. and that life goes on.  Watching the sea was indeed magical, Like the therapy I could never afford.  

Everytime I see the color Red It fills my heart with the questions I most dread.. Is it the universe sending signals to my head ?? Is it love in the air or danger ahead ?? Pretty as it looks, it feels like wounds and bloodshed.. Fierce, freaky, dangling on a silken thread.. My blood dances like butterflies and bugs and ants fire-fed The million souls jumping like monkeys in the bed And into the ocean of tears they lead  Bumping, bouncing,  sinking in tea like biscuit and bread. The anxiety is real, the panic surreal  The hopeless romantic is pitching at the next idyll No! Dont go there! My angels yell  Dont look into those honey eyes!  Dont trust those deathly melodies.. You'll slip and fall and hit rock bottom,  And loose yourself in the endless quantum!  The margins have diminished,  No returns' worth the risk..  I'm now a monk once banished From the land of pink hearts with an asterisk. "_"

Times have changed,  Being detached is the new cool.  I now keep souvenirs and memorabilia closer to my heart while the memories are preferably muted.  What's the difference?? you may ask.. I swear, it's cute and weighs less on the heart.  Over the recent past, I've gathered a lot of things ranging from a screwdriver to a pine cone...each one of them means a lot... stories of love, friendship, travel, and parts of me.  And everytime I come across any of these tangibles it is sure to send a rush of chemicals through my blood...  Catalysing the emotions wrecking havoc in my mind. And all it takes is to hold on for a few seconds.. seconds of long, chaotic calmness.. which help me build enough strength to put it away, and let my thoughts dissolve into thin air. And the tangibles continue to hide in plain sight,  Unlike the people, they remain mine until a lifetime.  *_*