So I thought of writing something that really inspires me to appreciate myself, and I ended up with this amazing piece.
Magical stories do always have Happy endings
one falls in love and the sunset claims two
what great doom winds of change blows
because with change comes unique
and unique comes with difference
nothing given goes without being demanded of
that strangers turn friends and friends turn enemies
because difference creates a space for malady and longing
and being cursed a predestination of everything seen, touched, come closed and stayed with
no intention of undoing what is damaging for fear of causing an explosion
so I take a walk alone, into the unknown, again, as a wanderer
for even in the real world, magical stories get twisted up.
It's a whole twist of mixed feelings and rejection and loneliness, it's to show that even in reality, there's no rainbows and unicorns and we make up for now, what we accept ourselves.
Join me in this journey of realized truths.