SAVE YOUR SELF

I tried.
I swear, I tried really hard.
I tried to get up and walk again.
I tried not to sit there in the corner and cry anymore. but I couldn’t come out of it no matter how hard I tried. I lost everything. I felt like a damn ghost in my own body.
It didn’t feel like home. Nothing did. I realized your heart will fix itself . it’s your mind you need to worry about. your mind where you locked the memories, your mind where you have kept pieces of the once that hurt you, that still cut through you like standard of glass. your mind will keep you up at night, make you cry, destroy you over and over again. you need to convince your mind that it has to let go because your heart already knows how to heal.

Then I took to words. I penned down every single emotion on paper and let it fly off in the wind. I started writing like crazy. Like I had to pour everything out or else I’d die. Like it was my only savior.
I wrote in the hope that someone out there will catch hold of these papers and would send some love back to me via this same wind. After that, whenever I felt wind caressing my cheeks or playing with my hair, I felt loved.
Everything changed.
Everything seemed bright now.
I wasn’t jumping and dancing and singing but I wasn’t drowning anymore.

So I realized that a day will come when your days will be unbearably too long, your nights will be too quiet, and the floor will feel too cold on your skin, and you won’t have any other choice but to pick yourself up, kick your feet up, and rise up again.
Because really, how long will you stay down, waiting, crying, and moping around when you’re the only one who can decide to save yourself?

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