That’s why they cry
Nothing to hold them in
Only bacteria is streaming in
Covered by lies and black holes
Torn at the waist
The universe already made its destiny
as if it was laced.
As if this was arranged from the start
Since birth you were meant to be hurt
So pain is ideally made to perpetuate life’s dirt.
You mustn’t look as if you are
about to continuously die.
Life must be chosen to be lived because
who knows where we will end.
So please give your beauty another reason to begin.
why must you be so cold where your warmth is mercilessly hard to start?
Please ensure your love for humanity is real so adapt and commune to your compassion.
And at the end of each and every day always uplift yourself to the One who presides in heaven.
There is no way you can be made out of coal.
You are here for a reason so your fervor isn’t pursuant to your accolades
It’s those silent gestures your innate being suggest you may be developing into an actual saint.
So don’t be so hard on yourself because
those bare eyes are beautiful regardless of how little hair you have covering them.
Your bare heart that needs repairing, let it fall into a routine that loves yourself so that you are that higher whole number partaking in a sum.
What a soul you must have to be so selfless you rather cry your way out to see how you’ll make it without leaving the sun.
So with that said and done, simply put,
Be endlessly you.