a daylight dream

If souls were wisps of unnatural media, hers would have been made of an orb, magnetically coloured in peaches and blues, overflowing bits and pieces of her identity; the darkness and bliss combined. Yet, at only fifteen, her soul was filled with holes that created this vast emptiness within her. Holes that were infinitesimal and unapparent, for she was able to laugh and give boundless love to those surrounding her. She was able to smile and find pleasure in the simple things she had recently discovered; her love for books, poetry and music. Among everyone else, she was the light and humour but all alone, she felt nothing but those holes and the emptiness they triggered, so helplessly she tried to consume it with destructive habits and feelings. But those holes hid within them all the darkness, and you could never tell, as they swallowed the dark and shut out the light. Months passed by, and she realised that with the things she loves most in life, she could plant seeds...

January: Getting excellent grades in my first semester exams. Learning to replace negative thoughts with beautiful ones. Realising that I had to trust my intuition to fulfil balance. Witnessing the tragic beauty in death. February: The ‘Outstanding Achiever’ ceremony with my beautiful friend. Meeting one of the most beautiful and understanding people I know today. :) Watching the trees bloom and calyxes appear. University walks in the beautiful weather. Dandelions canvassing the side-road grasses. Partially reclaiming my health back. Enjoying the warmth after a difficult winter. March: Spring and all the hope it brings. Flowers and trees wildly collaborating to colourise the realm. Taking the teaching courses online. April: Feeling anxiety at its peaks, but learning to cope with and understand it. Summer dreams and travel plans. Red and pink flowers on the silk floss trees. The mulberry trees turning emerald-green. Peach trees in the neighbour’s ga...