Death.

DEATH. 

To the people who find it scary, hold on. 

To the people who find it appealing, this piece is for you.

The latter kind, you're brave.

You've seen the roughest of winds and toughest of pain

When the raindrops hit you like bullets

When the rainbow made you feel chromophobic

When the sun made you blind

When the moon mocked you of the night you hold inside

When the stars giggled at your twinkling eyes

When even the rain couldn't camouflage your tears

When your eyes burnt red and your smile strained your cheek muscles

When your knees felt weak and your hands felt lifeless

When your hair stayed messy 

When your pillows substituted the tissues

And exactly when you started to feel life, your demons deceived you again

When you got tired of life and life got tired of you

You still held on

Your paws scratched all the skin that they could

Your mind bled to bleed

Your heart pumped just for the sake of it

And your soul was all ready to leave

But you still didn't give up

You grabbed onto the pillar of hope which never existed

You saved the flame every time the candle flickered

You fooled yourself into fooling yourself

You pulled your soul and caressed it

You held your own hands and kicked your own ass

Because you, you my darling!

 You knew that the storm is worth much more than the calmness.