You walk out of sight,
Your feet barely touch the ground.
I look at you,
But you don’t hear,
Maybe you are trying to make me forget you,
Don’t you see I’m still shaking knowing that I lost you?
This loss is so painful. I cannot handle it,
I’m running now barefoot.
Did we even say goodbye?
I do not know anything anymore.
Maybe the universe rewards me with new shoes,
But I do not want them,
Not even borrowed ones.
I want them to be mine,
Adjusted for me,
To last forever,
To be always by my side,
To take me everywhere,
To not let me down,
To keep my feet warm when it’s cold,
Cool them down when it’s too hot,
To let me wear them when I want,
And to remove it when I need,
Shoes that don’t hurt me,
More than I can handle.
I want such shoes,
But I’m afraid I’ll lose them,
As I’ve already done.
I am a poor and sad creature,
In the end, I always bear all the costs,
And I fall steeply to the bottom,
I’m looking for a way out,
And I become inert.
Who wants to go back to that?
It hurts me when you leave.
Life is sad and unjust,
I keep all troubles and injustices inside.
Maybe that’s my destiny,
Perhaps I need to stay barefoot.
I do not want new shoes,
I’m getting used to being barefoot.
But maybe, just maybe,
I’ll accept some borrowed because it’s winter,
Only temporary, don’t worry,
I don’t know if I’ll manage barefoot when it’s cold.
Do you understand?
On second thought,
Why would I even think of the borrowed shoes?
Why wouldn’t I stay yours?
Whether you want me or not?
Why would I accept something I know won’t bring you back?
Why would I settle for something my heart doesn’t want?
Without you, it hurts too much,
But I have made up my mind,
If I can’t have yours,
I’d rather stay barefoot,
As I love you too much.
Thank you, Fabrizio!
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"In hope of a world, that does not celebrate the fake & the cold
In hope of a world where true emotions can be uphold
In hope of a world where truth is told
In hope of the world where sugar coated abuses are not sold
In hope of a world that does not force you to fit in & fold
In hope of a world where tears are allowed to unfold
You are not told to fake happy when your heart can no longer hold
In the hope of a world that doesn’t go numb & cold,
While faking positivity & not being bold
In hope of that world where you & I can be true to our core
We are not judged for being human
And not expected to be a bot, running on a computer code
Let the beauty of true emotions and the warmth of real unfold
Sweet, sour, bitter, happy, sad, high, low, cold
Sincere bonds and true connects
Let us not turn the world into a fake emotion(less) zone"
by Vanashree Yadav