People are made up of many fragments.
Delicate but precise
Each has a different shape, a different colour and a different meaning.
Each one contains a realm of feelings.
These fragments are built through the rivers of time.
Through the experiences of our human life.
Significant
Or not.
They are Built inside our sunny smiles,
to the depths and the cracks of an empty abyss.
Those are the times when we want to just curl up and vanish
from all eyes.
Hide me from it all.
Humans
We feel stuff
Its the gift that contains a curse
A gift that is given whether you want it or not.
It holds you
To see what it wants you to see
It crawls inside you
Aware or not
And makes you feel
It can be a torturous trap.
It can be fertile freedom.
The sun soaks your skin
Smiles creep to your lips
Eyes glint as you laugh with them
Your chest rises beyond the sky
as happiness flow within your veins
A fragment that is you
We are all of our fragments pieced together to fit a puzzle that is you.
We feel Love, Heartbreak, regret, happiness the list continues.
Their are those times when your world twists and swirls to a point where you feel your insides go against it. Because it does bad. Sometimes very bad.
You are a creature that has this gift and it gives you the best times of your life, from the big to the little and unnoticed. If you cant see a