As the spirits lift me into the cloud, and i glide through the air. A smile rests on my face, as I inhale all the positivity the day has given me during such unfortunate circumstance.
I inhale and inhale and let my lungs lighten with the freshness of the days positivity. The world looks on as the smile sits on my face for a small moment. Cheeks flushed, I am happy in this moment and for a second I even forget I’m here, in this situation, and I allow myself to be swallowed by the small happiness I received for a day.
Just as quick as it was given, the world snatched it from lap, and slapped the smile off my face. Subtle reminder. How could I forget whose in charge?
I exhale, and let the world continue with playing her cruel tricks on me.
My patience is tested and my tolerance runs so thin as I try so hard to convince myself it will be over so soon. The light at the end of my tunnel darkens, and my demons can’t cope. They’re rattling in they’re cage and are wild as ever. They hiss at me to give up, how easy it would be to give up.
Let the world swallow me whole and allow my demons to dance on top of my grave. Admitting defeat is the easiest thing I could do. I can’t see in the darkness, the black burn my eyes, I can’t breathe in this space, my chest tightens. With nowhere to run, not a place to hide, me and my demons together declare their own war. The burden placed directly on top of my heart gets heavier.
As my demons hiss, my heart roars. She’s made of tougher material than what the world wants to throw at her. My world crashes and burns at my feet, the little world I adorn so beautifully gets ripped to shreds. Yet my heart lives on. If the world wants to be cruel than my heart shall take the beating.