teardrop

and suddenly i wish that my bitter tears can engulf me in darkness and carry me into another world... to a green blue world where i could sit in the soft grass hearing flocks of birds singing all day long. where i could run to the hills bathed in sun beams, feeling the warm breeze in my face. where i could sit i the sandy beaches, along the coastline, and stare at the sunset, as if twilight was eternal. where shooting stars exploded in the starlit skies at night... but all that is long gone, destroyed by my own hands. drowning in grief, chocking in pride, i was driven mad, and my recklessness would be the demise of all i held dear, of all that made me happy.

i can see all that in a teardrop, as i feel myself being surrounded by darkness. by the same darkness that embraced me so many times before. unfortunately, the world i'm being carried into is different than the one i miss. it's a dead world.