Devoid of all the metaphors,
nothing left to compare,
reclaiming all that I died for,
today, i welcome the morning after.
I earned my daily bread,
dipped in depression and failure,
until I opened my eyes to myself,
and today, i welcome my chanting horizons.
rhythm of emotions, and glitches of magnetism,
held by sweetness and moon light,
i succumbed under the unseen surfaces,
now, I welcome the vibes from my mind.
faces, long and far, and denial of cosmos,
clocks, old and sluggish, printing history everyday,
disorganized breaths and expensive demise,
and at the end of it, arms open wide,
life comes to me and for once and ever,