I AM THE UNIVERSE
The guilt of existence is eating me up.
It swallows my soul in a blackhole of grief.
The gravity of grief is ripping me apart into tiny molecules. I found pieces of me blending with the stardust and galaxies, some in the clouds, some in the oceans and some in the moon.
Some part of me is flowing with the rhythm of the ocean waves like my heartbeat, some part of me wants to dissolve in the sky with the clouds and be invisible to the point of pain and suffering my soul holds.
Some part of me is being compared to someone's lover in their eyes, some part of me is exploding into particles of dust and clouds of gases and being fragmented together again into whole like the strength with which I carry myself everyday to exist.
I am the residue of my pain, suffering, tears and grief which is the building blocks of a new beautiful life within me.
I am a moment, a memory,an emotion or your dream.
ONCE CREATED I CAN'T BE DESTROYED BUT JUST TRANSFERRED INTO OTHER FORMS
YES I AM THE UNIVERSE AND THE UNIVERSE IS ME.
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