I, myself.. am a parallel universe
Multidimensional. Fluidity throughout and yet still compartmentalized for my own protection as to not send my brain into overdrive
Coping is not living, I’ve realized..
I am here for the suffering.
That is after all, where the beauty lies
Would we worship the sun if it wasn’t for the dark skies?
Maybe happiness wouldn’t be such a prize
If pain wasn’t there to help you realize
That there are simple things that we take for granted
Plants we forgot to water after they were planted
So complacent in daily routines that we’re blinded ..so pain may must come in so we could be reminded