Morbidly Beautiful

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 09, 2020

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For years,
she walked in what she thought was light.
Over time,
she learned to hide her fears so well,
behind the tears she withheld,
while she lived in silent hell,
just so she wouldn’t be a burden for others to carry,
in a world that was heavy enough already.
Then the day came,
when the illusion shattered
once she was able to see through it.
And the reality she once knew would never be the same.
She realized her identity was fluid,
that she was everybody and no one all at once,
that she was never who she thought she was.
And she had no choice but to surrender to the pain
that became the catalyst for inevitable change,
that she could no longer avoid,
that no savior could rescue her from.
And that girl who was once a dreamer
stopped believing in the self-soothing delusions
that protected her from truth.
That girl with the honey-colored eyes,
was as cold as ice,
in incubated isolation
as the bittersweet process of transformation
ripped her apart from the inside.
But maybe that’s what she needed,
to fully be broken,
so her heart would split open.
And death had never looked so beautifully morbid
as it did in that moment.
Maybe she was an angel,
not the traditional kind,
but a rebellious type, playing for both sides,
to see darkness and light from every angle,
sent to befriend her demons rather than slay them.
Polarity shined a light on what she could no longer look away from.
Perhaps ascending meant accepting that both are equally divine.


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