There are days when I shut out and want to completely disassociate into millions of pieces. But also, there are days when I am overwhelmed with the beauty of the world and want to set out on a walk and never stop. Witness the beautiful smiles,the kindness,the faces I so much adore,all of the beauty around me,a beauty I can't explain in words. It was always a struggle to me,to speak the words out before they disappear from the tips of my mouth. But again today I will try and I will say children. I will say rainbow. I would tell how a relieving experience it is to watch a hard working person brush off the sweat from his face. I would say the wrinkles on the faces of the old woman passing blessings to me. I would say my mother brushing off the tears from my eyes and stroking my hair to sleep.I would say the cooperation,the love, the strive of trying to be better than yesterday. The girl from the side of the street brushing off her beautiful luscious hair. The beggar looking at me in a sad way and me looking back with pity and an empty pocket. My heart that breaks watching the homeless tremble and shake with coldness piercing his skin. My skin that survived the torture of a blade. My knuckles that scream out of pain witnessing as my teeth carve its prints on them. And somedays which have become rare days...the beauty of my body I despised and hated and loathed all my life. And also...and also my heart...my lonely heart,that has survived what no human can handle. My heart that breaks and mends day to day nonstop. My heart that loves despite the pain it has lived through and constantly wait for the day someone looks at it and loves its whole nakedness. I will say that and that will be the most beautiful thing ever scriptured.
-Yeab T🌬

Welcome back 💚

And this is beautiful.

Hope you all are good.🤍

Thanks.Lots of love.

Forgive yourself for all the times you wandered purposelessly onto the streets looking for love because you didn't find enough in your heart. Forgive yourself for not knowing where to put all the love you have. Forgive yourself for settling for less,for making peace with people who do the bear minimum. Forgive yourself for all the time you couldn't love yourself and for looking for love everywhere but inside of you. For letting them break you and expect more from them. For making you break your walls. For dealing with the disappointment. Forgive yourself for stitching your past wound and lack of love with the tiniest bit of love you could milk out from people. For sowing your wound with a needle and gutting it with a dagger. For denying the accusations your soul whispers out for you as it tries to save you from you future misery. At last forgive everyone who didn't love you enough cause now you know that forgiving them is the most important part of forgiving yourself to begin with.
-Yeab T🌬

I most of the times don't know what to do with myself or the sadness in my heart.

Leaves wilt and the tree doesn't notice.
It finally notices and decides to let them go,for they aren't any good.
It doesn't care if at one point in its life,that they made him beautiful of all
But they fall and crumble.
One day you will notice I am wilting.
One day you will see I have always been.
You will look at me in disgust.
It won't matter what we had
Who I have been to you
Who you have been to me
You will see I was all along faded and wilting
And at that moment nothing will matter
Not even the fact that I lived and died for you
-Yeab T🌊🌬

The way he looks at her is poetry by itself🖤

What I would do for a pure second of pure euphoria.

I need someone to look at me that way

The amount of pain I caused and still cause myself waiting for that💔

I would kill for it

Better yet I would LIVE for it

For most of my life I struggled with making people understand the reasons to why I do the things I do. To make it sensible for them to grasp the knowledge of what it's like to be me. My past experiences...things I have done in the past have left scars,those on the inside still rotting to this day and those on the outside that looked like they have healed to deceive those who look at them. That struggle sometimes tightens the noose and sometimes it sings me to sleep.....that is if you dare to call it a lullaby. I have come to learn that not every word is meaningful and not every word is understood but to say "I could see no other way to survive. That's why I did it" is my bandage to hide your questions I ask myself everyday. And isn't that what I have been waiting for my entire life-something to silence the voice.
-Yeab🌬

It has been a beautiful fight. It still is. There are some days that feel too much for me to survive, there are moments that just drain my soul and there’s nothing I can do about it. Sometimes it feels like I’m raging a war against myself and it’s either I win or I drown in my tears. Sometimes I lay under the moon and tell myself, it’s time to stop fighting. I tell myself that it’s okay if things aren’t going to be the way I hoped they’d turn to be, then I remember that I didn’t come all this way just to be okay with things that break my heart. There’s a graveyard in my heart filled with secrets and people’s names, people who have always let me down. But this is the thing about the people you had pinned your hopes on, you can’t just forget about them. Part of them stays, it makes you understand why certain things just broke your heart and honestly I feel like no one should forget about the heartbreak and the lessons they learn from such tragedies. And so I tell myself, everytime someone breaks my wings, I will take my broken wings and try to fly. It doesn’t end now, it never started to end this way.