Triathlon

I have learned how to swim in doubts

Pedal my way to the cycle of uncertainties

And run after things that dont deserve me.

While they hurt, it helped me gain energy to regain myself,
In order to win this marathon of rejection I didn’t really have to run, climb or sprint.
I can simply walk away by using my own feet.

xx

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Good morning, Grief

The days filled with bruises outlived the bliss
Each waking day turns into nostalgia
Reliving the unfinished “IT” 
Regrouping all my false belief

Opening and closing each day become the hardest
They remind me so much of my defeat
Even as I recreate my days and crack in laughter
Thoughts suddenly seep and quickly, I just go back in bleak

I smile and smile right in front of the people who love me
The people who wishes to make me happy, but the sadness haunts me
I see you in every car, in every city
Your ghost won’t just leave

My mind has decided it is not worth it,
I know I should have long taken a flight
It’s clear you arent my knight
My mind’s made up but my heart…
My heart is still crawling from the dark alley now branded with fright.

xx

Brave Mornings

When everything’s still blurry
My eyes still half asleep
When it’s too early, I cannot think too deep
There’s this brave face you get to meet

The half awake
Half asleep
Who says yes
With promises she keeps

The better version
This version who says YES
This version who doesn’t really ask so many WHYs
Who believes in saying NO is a no go

The version who will grab everything as it flows
The version who will not let things go
The person who doesn’t hide her tears
The person who lets go of her fears

How we wish all decisions are meant to be made only during my brave mornings
xx