The Difference between quitting and letting go..

Spent

Till the sun pours

Out from the iron grills of my window

Onto your beautiful skin,

Till my heart dashes and races

And skips several beats before

it runs out of breath,

Till my eyes tire

And finally manage to leave

Your face,

Let me not miss one more bit of you

Let me be spent on you

And make a beautiful vulgar poetry out of this.

And repeat.

Note to self - Part 3

Some days you will find yourself talking back to that tired face in the mirror. When it will become difficult to believe that those red haunted eyes staring back are yours. And those days you will know that you have been tested. And that you are alone in this. And that's when you will know that in those testing times, you gotta have your own back. That you have to be the hero in your story. And that you will not wait to be saved. You will splash your face with ice cold water, and slap yourself back into reality. You will not fall into the trap of self destruction. You will not let anyone else destroy who you are. It is your own duty to clear the mess and be okay. You have no choice but to be okay. No one else can and will do it for you.