Pacify me

I dare you. Tell me to shut up, I pray you would. You always have, why stop now.

Emancipate me from this world of fakeness we live by. When someone says ‘you can tell me anything’, know that it’s a lie (most of the times). They want you to feel better, and not bottle up all those sad feelings inside. I’m trying not to be bitter, and see the happier side of life, but when someone says I’m always going to be there, know that it’s a lie (most of the times).

Pacify me and I’ll show you what it means to be as fake as one can be. My words are truly my only guise in my life and my emotions are the driver of the words I write. If you pacify my thoughts, then you’ve pacified my life. It’s like when a baby cries...you stick that thing (the pacifier) into their mouth to shut them out...but it’s not soothing to the child (unless of course if they’re teething), it’s an obstruction of their freedom to express...even if that means just to cry for no reason.

I’m not a pessimist, or an optimist (though I try to be), I believe what I believe at that given point in time and sometimes it’ll be a series of hopes and dreams and at others just bleak endings. But at the end of the day, it’s for me to decide what drives me high or what leaves me behind. Don’t get me wrong, I always appreciate your support (and thank you for it too) but at times when it’s a facade, I’d just rather not, and nor should you.

If you want me to restrain my words in seek of your reply, think again. Because if I mean to you what you say I do, then I shouldn’t have to be careful around you, not today, not anytime. I dance and I fall, do you get shy? I cry to resolve, but are you there by my side? I make up my mind and change it all the time; do you let your faith in me just fly? Think about it and then decide.

Don’t want to hear my garbage, turn a deaf ear. Don’t want to read my blog, shut the tab. Don’t want to see my pain, turn around and walk away...but in the end, my words, thoughts and emotions will prevail.

Peace Love and Truth always.