They said…
Wait for someone,
who loves you for you.
Who loves you for the child,
you hold inside of you.
Who loves you for,
the laughter that rejuvenates the soul.
Who loves you for the
fire you harbour within your soul.
Who loves you for the
the ocean that you carry inside your heart.
Who loves you for,
when you fall and rise again like a phoenix.
Who loves you,
even when you succumb to seen and unseen battles.
Who loves you,
even when you are broken.
Who loves you,
with a force you cannot contain.
And she believed the lies.
Hoping someday this being will come,
and rescue her from her and the phoney world.
She waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Till her locks turned grey
hopes became mere mist.
Her lonely soul was empty,
and suffocating; she drowned in the efforts,
she made for this world to be alive.
Tired of making everyone happy.
Exhausted, she ran to find her own happiness.
Maybe it wasn’t true.
Maybe it was never meant to be.
Nobody chose her; She was never anybody’s choice.
She was a chore for everyone, even herself.
Hoping that one day, or maybe in her next life
she would be chosen…she gave up every ounce
of herself, creating a void that shattered her fiery spirit.
In her last thought, she prayed to be chosen
in her next life; the thoughts were overwhelming.
The void consumed her,
till She found herself.
She was the only one who could
love her for herself.
She would breathe for herself,
she would be alive for herself,
and she would always love herself.
And she would always choose herself.
Tears of realisation rolled down her cheeks,
as she drew her last breath.
She flew away into infinity,
with a smile on her face, leaving a tear-damped face behind
with a glisten in her eyes, leaving the world questioning its existence.
-Priya Bhatnagar©
Snowy Frost 