Resentment
Turn it over.
Rewind.
If your life fails to make you smile
Look at the sky — from soft twilight to the mysterious galaxies
You live there. Endlessly.
The reality — like a deadly parasite
It crawls onto your tender skin with its poisonous claws.
You cannot exterminate it;
You cannot peel off your skin, either.
But, before it sucks up your soul
At least — in one form or another
Make peace with your true essence.
Which version of you would thank you in the future?
Will you forgive yourself for self-acceptance?
Because, it is not just the pain
You want to escape from.
It is reality itself — constantly demanding you
To transform, to re-shape, to fit
In this multilayered universe.
YOU DO, THEREFORE, YOU ARE —
They made you believe so since your birth.
After your death,
That reality will never remember you;
And even if it does, what’s the point in it
If you cannot live your own life?
Let go.
Embrace yourself.
You are that flicker of light
In thousands of dark light-years;
You know, you know how to set yourself free.