I Have A Personal Society Within Me. A Part Of Me Wants To Break Free And Give No Damn To What I Think

I have a personal society within me. A part of me wants to break free and give no damn to what I think of myself. A part of me is too judgemental. A part of me wants to succumb to what the world has devised for me. A part of me wants to play the devil and feel like a hero. A part wants to know nothing and just rest like a wild bore hibernating.

Though, all these parts, have to follow a course of life, the one I create for them, restricted between norms, but still liberating enough for myself. I'd progress anyways, even though some parts may not like the progression. I'd kiss all inhibitions bye, even when some parts beg not to.

-My inner society.

You can harbour strong feelings for someone, but can still choose not to be vocal about them. While love, life, and relations are so complex, simple bubbling in the heart cannot compete with the idea of permanence. It needs reasons to grow through the time. And if these reasons are not adequate in number and substance, it is better to stay silent and let the feeling eventually die.

Water caressed me simply, like a friend from the past. The deeper I go, the silences engulf, making me wonder if I am alone. But while I drown into it, it covers me like a blanket, a friend's blanket and makes me believe I am safe in water's arms.

Deep Water Prompt #2384

I see her at the edge of the forest, watching our village with sad, longing eyes. That bear, black and hulking, with the delicate face of a girl.

There were starry night, beautiful evenings, warm sun, and red hued mornings, even before I began perceiving them. They didn't need my recognition to exist and be themselves. I only acknowledged them when I had enough brains to.

We don't need others to recognise us. Let's just be there, exist, be our best beautiful self. And the best ones will acknowledge it as soon as they find their senses.

People do not care for people. People care for what comes with them. This is a harsh reality that people often deny to accept. While aspiring to become the epitome of selflessness, we forget being selfish is what brought us here as a race. So, let's not pretend being decent and oh-so-kind humans, when all we want is the most of everything.

Let's not feel guilty about something we don't have any control on. Like opinion of others about us. It's unhealthy. Guilt is a negative feeling and it eats us up from inside, slowly and painfully. So while someone means alot for us, their opinions should not. The real loved ones don't subdue us with words, rather lift us up with their spirits!