I Crave You

I crave you

I can feel it on my stomach

This empty hole that you're supposed to fill

The nostalgia that I can't remember but only feel

Your hands embracing me

Hugging all my imperfections

Your eyes full of stars

Your voice full of laughter

That makes me want to hear it a thousand times on repeat

I wish you were here

The little contact that we have today is fuelling my desire

We are so close

Yet so far away...

I always knew..

Knew that my parents never really had the same ideals as me..

But I thought...

I hoped that my parents would feel the same way about this...

Especially after telling them all kinds of stories.

I have a strong belief...

A belief for feminism,

Equal rights for women

...

They don't

...

I tried to explain it to them

I really tried...

But the conversation stopped once tears ran down my cheeks...

Tears of desperation...

Tears of betrayal...

Tears of anguish...

And tears of embarrassment...

I had to wipe them quickly away...

After they started laughing...

It makes me wish I wouldn't believe in such things at all...

...

But yeah ut was indeed quite embarrassing...

My shoulders feel heavy with unfulfillment

My hands have been soaked in disappointments

My feet are tied up with the weight of my expectations

My head has been forced to bow down to my failures

Yet in my eyes still lies that fire

My eyes will shine even if my face is dirty

The fire of my ambition will not be absorbed by the hell fire of the world

There are these hands that have me strangled .

They tighten around my neck and cut of my air,

My hopes,

My dreams,

My potential.

I am those hands

The wind caresses my hair,

My hair is messed up.

The sun is seen fully naked,

My eyes cannot withstand its bright.

I am exhausted, my legs giving up on me.

Nevertheless I go on,

Like I always do.

“We all must learn to be happy with being alone; that is when things begin to change.”

— Tyler Joseph