I want my words to be beautiful, beautiful like yours.
I want to see ordinary things, find the magic in them;
and put the magic on a page, for everyone to read.
I want to have a way with words.
I want every poem of mine to become a masterpiece, just like yours.
I am not broken, but you are!
You see the world through pain,
Your pain makes the colors brighter.
It makes the value of feelings soar higher.
Sometimes I wonder, if I should be broken like you
if I want my words to resonate, like yours!
I wonder what it will be like, to cut
myself up, to pour out the beauty inside me,
Just like you.
I imagine that you raise the blade,
slice your feelings open and write your masterpiece
P.S.: I HAVE “NOT” WRITTEN THIS. I STUMBLED UPON THIS BEAUTIFUL PEACE OF SERENE WRITING ON THE INTERNET.