Collateral Beauty

A dear friend of mine from Instagram decided to hold a challenge inspired by the movie ‘Collateral Beauty,’ these were my ramblings:

Dear Death,

I once invited you into my bed. I was a girl in my teens down on my knees begging for a reprieve. I couldn’t understand pain. I didn’t want to deal with pain. So I begged you for a release. I begged you to drug my veins like cocaine so I could never feel again. However, you would not come. You were that wicked temptation that just teases with vile winks. And I just didn’t have the nerve to pull the blade. You see, death, though I wanted you once like a yearning lover, I am a girl with steel for blood. No matter how low I get, that steel reinforces who is in power. Though I know you won’t evade me forever, you will never be the winner. Your vices won’t drag a survivor under to want to call on you again. There is still too much to learn and see. Yet, I know you won’t evade me forever.

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Dear Love,

Even though I do not have the love of my life, you saved me many times even from the blade. The love of family, the love of few friends, became a tolling bell reminding me what is more important. My selfish wishes weren’t going to win. Love, you became my strength when I was at my lowest. You granted me another day when I didn’t want to see it. You are that fire which strokes my veins. You inspire me to give what I don’t receive. And even though on some days, I am like a little girl just wanting to be loved, I will remember that I am LOVE. The greatest gift you ever gave to me was yourself.

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Dear Time,

Hey Time! I know I have had my days of wanting to give up on you. My patience slimmed minimally, but I must thank you for never giving up on me. They say time heals. Well, really and truly it is the patience you have with yourself over time and your efforts that heal you. But Time, you are a huge factor because while I breathe you still tick for me. And while you still tick for me, I am able to understand life circumstances better, I am able to love myself more and make amends with faults. Time, you grant me to do so much that I know when you have ran out, I will be satisfied to have called you a dear friend.

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Collateral Beauty

I am a walking hour-glass

With my invisible grained sand,

Aging like the pores of my skin,

Miniscule to my eye,

Ticking and tocking,

With every drop that pours along,

Teasing the dark shadow,

To obliviate me one day,

But the dark shadow,

Will come like my lover in a carriage,

Someday,

But today, I am thankful for his delay,

Because love sways me through

As the pillars of my timely castle.

Time, Death and Love

Are the collaterals of life,

Such beauty for the ticking and tocking,

Of my earthly abode,

Before my celestial entry encore.

Written by: Soshinie Singh

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