Out of the moon come times when words can’t be uttered, you wish such times never come because you don’t know what to either handle or say.
How to handle it, how to say it, how to take charge, you did an introspection yet the source isn’t known but they’re staring at you is a story you don’t know how it came to be, how it began, what made it but there’s actually a story.
What’s the source, you find words to say, ways to describe it, who to say it to, how bad it is, how good it is, words fail you all you know is THERE’S A STORY

Out of the blues you remembered, you remembered the story, how it happened, what caused it, tears couldn’t flow, you try so hard to let it go but it isn’t going, it has come to stay, its mark is stagnant which makes it even hurts more.
You take the mirror which reveals you, you gave yourself a smile, that smile of encouragement, that smile of this too shall pass but each day you take the mirror, it reveals you without the story passing away.

You might be going through some low moments, due to some decisions you too some time ago, probably due to someone you met and it has been giving you sad moments.

You really wish to let it go but it doesn’t seem to be going, you are trying to make a move but whatever it keeps making you stay back.
You want to stand but you feel, standing would make the world know what you cooked that made the house to burn.
You are ashamed and you feel keeping your head to the ground is the proper thing to do so that people will not see you.
You feel remorse, yet you can get to make a move.

You need a new dawn.
You wish everything didn’t happen the way it did.
You wish to be happy again.

It is like a nightmare you wish to wake up from but dawn doesn’t seem like it’s coming.
Would you rather keep sleeping waiting for dawn or you create dawn again giving yourself that blissful origin?

YOU CAN DO IT.
Life happened, you don’t have to get a knife and be your own butcher.

The mockery might come, but do you know that it would go.

But you know what would never go?
The regret of not creating new dawn and letting the go.

Don’t be the pest of your own.
You can always create a new dawn.