Bridges you build can break,
Bows you've tied can unravel with a single snip.
Masterpieces you've carved can shatter,
And colors you've painted can vanish in one careless splash.

Have you ever thought of that?
Never…

Not until you walked that path barefoot,
With shards pressing deep into your skin—
And no one there to hear you,
Each step carving the lesson into your being.

Even stars can die.
Their light flickers, then fades into nothing.
That truth might’ve sent a tremor through your soul,
And sometimes, your hands bury your gaze.
But you can’t pretend you’re not wet
When you’re already in the rain.

But still… we’ve all come this far—
And we’re still walking,
Like dusk that follows dawn,
Like the bright blue sky after a storm.

And at the end of the day,
It’s you, standing at the edge of the road—
Waiting for yourself to reach into your own arms.
Because  after all
you didn’t choose to fall—
And you always rose, even on your own.

I want to run away —
Far, where no one can find me.
To a place so still, only the wind speaks.
No more glancing back —
There’s no one left to tap my shoulder.

Let my breath be the only sound,
The only thing that breaks the silence.
I want to go home —
And home is where I’m with me.

I’ve been waiting.
And I’ll keep waiting —
Until I fall into my own arms,
And breathe again.

What are we chasing?
Why are we all running in a marathon—
when there isn't even one?

What are we hoping to reach?
Is there really a finish line?

Tell me,
when was the last time you slowed your pace?
Why not pause—
just for a moment?

Step away from the crowd.
Sit under this shade,
and stop trembling.

There’s nobody watching.
It’s just you… and you.

Now look at your palms.
How long have you been gripping?
So distracted,
you didn’t even notice the bruising.

Look at your feet.
How long have you been running—
stepping over shards,
tripping on rocks,
chasing an invisible line…
while your wounds kept bleeding?

Cover your ears from the noise,
just for once.
Look down.
Close your eyes.

Can you hear it?
It's still beating.

“What took you so long?”
That wasn’t me.
It was your heart,
finally whispering.

I've always left my door unlocked,
Every minute, every second,
Never counting the fruit you placed in my basket,
Yet always giving more.

Even when tides roared high,
I plunged deep to fetch treasures for you.
Day and night,
I traced familiar names before closing my book,
Never once asking for rubies or dimes.

I welcomed rusted rings without hesitation,
Made space beside me,
Poured extra glasses,
Held my arms open, never withholding warmth.

But I never noticed—
I kept scaling heights to gather the brightest blooms,
Only to watch them stolen from my hands.
No one ever turned back.

Today, my eyes are open.
And I see—
My heart, still fighting against the tide,
Was never cherished, only spent.

Do it,
Do it again.
Give me all your time,
Let your smile linger—light yet deceiving.

Say the words that lift me high,
Tilt your head, let your eyes soften,
Make me fall deeper, deeper still.

Then…
Tell me I’m the only one,
And when you leave with the changing seasons,
Step back in, whispering, "I was caught."

And when you know you’ve broken me,
Say, "I’m sorry."
And when you do it with intent,
Say, "I didn’t mean it."
And when you see my world collapsing,
Say, "I have to go."

Lie after lie, I still stay.
So why not unveil the key to my cage?
Why not set me free?
Please.
You don’t have to force it—you're free to leave.

I chased you everywhere,
Stood by your side through your blues.
Neglected every ache that tapped on my heart—
Just so I could be there for you.

Your margins, left without warning...
I filled those lines.
I lost my token with you
When I stooped so low in your crimes.

In the darkness, I saw a beam—
It flickered with a little light,
Urging me to leave.

I showed you reasons,
Crystal clear.
I might soon leave—
But you erased them quickly,
Once you noticed they were clues
Running in between.

I always wanted to be seen—
With your own eyes that always flee.
But you looked away from me,
As if I held nothing still beating within.

So I walked away,
Letting down my veil, long torn by pain.
I’m not prepared to risk
My delicate bridges again.

Away from you,
Away from all the oleanders
You gave me every day—
An illusion you called remedy,
Yet it only deepened my pain.

And  today,
You stand before me
With confusion and pain.
"Why? "
You can’t bear the silence
You once gave?