The Red String Of Proclivity

Colours seeping out from her eyes
Tornado of emotions hurling in
Unstable but not pathetic
Everything seems so quick
It was great then
But it's grey again

"Did I get over you?" I thought gently. The world outside the window was rainy, cloudy and foggy. Mesmerized by the beauty, I touched the window and kept on staring until a tear slipped out of my eyes. It was the same bitter truth from which I wanted to run away, run far from the fact that I was alone again. Why? Why isn't life fair to me? Am I that bad? Was it really my fault? I kept wandering till my eyes became too soft to cry anymore tears. I smiled bitterly as I kept touching the window panel. I eventually realized that forever is, was and will always be a myth. Didn't we promised that we won't be alone again? We will hold each other forever? What happened to our promise? I continuously asked myself. I smiled and kept smiling because I knew that this was the end.

Took the dark as her only light,
Choosing to fight,
The only thing she learnt,
Was not to agonize.

I became numb from the pain, I no longer felt the cuts and hurt physically and mentally. I went crazy with the sorrow so I laughed at my silliness. "You deserved it", said my mind but my heart replied, "Then I will show you what I actually deserved." I was a person who was always full on herself and loved attention. It was you who took the steps towards me and let my guards down. It was you who noticed that no one cares for me, as much as I try to care about them, I never get the same affection but at last you didn't too, you left me too. The whole world turned blurry again, the red coloured ink on my white shirt looked so beautiful, portrayed the red hurt that is covering my white heart and reminded me of those soft red hands which I pictured in my memory. The bright world seemed red and dark without you. I just kept thinking about you. "Would it be fine if I just go to you again?" I thought and smiled a real after a long time. "Wasn't it a good thing? Let's keep our promise and live peacefully, away from this cruel world. I promise that this time I will protect you. We will be happy again. Can you wait for me?" I rested on the sofa, it was a peaceful sleep.

All her cries and sorrow,
Hidden in the dark,
But the light was too narrow,
For her to wake up and start.

"Come to me please, this world seems lonely without you Please!" her best friend sobbed and spoke again,"I am always incomplete without you" the beautiful person dreamt that for the first time. She lost her positiveness, strength, soul and her pride when life left her alone and took away her other half but it felt like the beautiful was getting it back when the world was about to end for her. She dreamt, that her other half, her person came to her again. Though there was pain, the beautiful was just hurt, but it never stopped the fact that beautiful needs its beauty and smiled at her with those rosy coloured lips and full with blood. She, the beautiful, passed her hand towards her, the beauty, and asked, "Shall we go?" She went to live with her in fantasy world. She lived in that dream and never came out. She was in her best world. She kept on murmuring June and smiled with her red hands in her chest. Two red hands were connected again like the red string that connected two close people who loved each other.

They rested on each other.
Promising they won't ever cry
After everything, it was strong
God bowed down to them,
He was proved wrong
Separation was never meant for them.

She looked like a brave warrior who is finally resting after long war of judgemental society and cruel fan's criticism, the only difference was she slept forever and got locked in her beautiful fantasy. She looked as beautiful and brave as a pheonix with her painfully ethereal red hands and candles around her pale body with a smile on face because she went away from this cruel society to save her life, her beauty, her most important person. Finally she was happy again. They lived happily, though both of them were buried, they never came back again. It was just a sad enigma with happy affection. She went to her and got what she deserved. The world inside the window became red, silent and brightly dark. They were like two procelain dolls tied to each other with red strings of proclivity.

Console her not sympathize
She was born to be here
With stony powers that rise
Getting off still playing darker
It's broken again
It's the blazing red they gain