What do we need to realize before our impending doom?
That it isn't as deadly when your words cry for it to show up on your doorstep? That it's a fresh start for an ending agony?
That life is worth living when you're living it the right way? like gasping for survival is not a thing when you're contented with the dandelions being blown even on calm mornings and that you just have to hold on to the pockets of your ripped jeans to stop your fingers from wandering elsewhere. That it's not that hard to stay rooted on the soil they too are standing and it just have to be enough for you to grasp freely of your sanity from way up above the cotton clouds and down below the roots. That life could be too harsh sometimes but you'll still have a reason to not be blown away by the wind when it gets too windy for your liking and too muddy for your leather boots to sink on the puddles after a storm. But I guess, what they didn't realize is that you don't need any of the dandelions or the coarsed dirt when at night, they also sink with you on your bed. That it is not enough for a mind so haywired it just stops to think, like it just gave up on trying to work completely after trying after tries. That it's not enough for you to realize what to think on the last seconds, on your deathbed, after the aftermaths of your lost battles.
But what do we really need to realize before our impending doom?
That your final sigh could be magical when you're a poet? That dying is beautiful because on your palms lies your rhymes, the flock of morning birds ringing your earlobes, the sought after glories of the planets and universes of your imagination mixed in your dna, and the pulp fiction, oh that lovely pulp fiction known as life that felt too heavenly to be a product of internal screams. That maybe, dying is not a bad thing when your echoes echoed with such tenderness and assurance of a quiet slumber free of pain. That it isn't that scary afterall after all the stories of an almost disco pity party with death. That death knocking on your doorstep, with poetry on its clenched fist, is to die for.
Even so, I wish to be the things that I'm not. I wish to be certain on the things that I don't completely understood, and I wish to just be remembered when my own tongue refuses to do so.
What more when death defies my salvation?
A warchild unfolding the secrets of the universe in a timelapse. Annyeong Haseyo! This author is a dreamer. He goes by the name Cronus and is under the username @cronus.arthfael. He lives in Lake Wood, Philippines, and is a proud Bisaya. He likes to listen to music especially KPOP. Aside from fanboying to his favorite group acts, he also loves to read and Sci-fi and Romance are his favorite genres.
Cronus is a 17 year-old boy, who writes to not feel trapped in his very own emotions. Before discovering prose-poetry, he fancied writing short stories and haikus as a way to ease his boredom during the pandemic, and his interest about literature grew from there onwards. He also loves gaming. If given a PC or a phone with bigger storage, who knows, he might even become a pro!
His muse is Wong Kun-hang from the K-POP/C-POP boy group, WayV (Neo-Culture Technology sub-unit). Images from this blog are retrieved from @i_m_hendery on instagram. Lastly, this user likes to have interactions with people whom he shares the same interests with!
I am blown away by how you describe ever gasp of life. Life? Eh~ It is too much to think about but just ride the tides~
thanks so much for actually reading this scribble, ate <3
I'm not afraid of death tho, I'm looking forward to it, living in this world is too tiring. After all we all die one day, the question is what's next? I don't fear afterlife because I know there's peace there compared here 😌
PS. Not depressed, that's how I really felt about death
Btw, the way you write is commendable. I love your choice of words and the way you construct your thoughts.❣️
not depressed but just tired, yes!
thanks so much po <3
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I'm afraid of dying before my precious loved ones because I don't want to leave them alone in this cruel world.
yes! one of the things to consider.