…when you’ll be.
When cheers burst from within
the confine of your lonely heart,
When the world seems an impeccable destination,
a place where destiny meets absolution,
When your fingers start to reach joy’s hands,
affirming themselves by grasping its loose ends,
When your tears became smiles for decades to come,
when it’s doesn’t feel so guilty to be happy or have fun,
when you bury your insecurities, your self flatulence
for a bigger quest of total desire and brilliance,
when you simply don’t give a fuck of others’ mockeries
of their empty mouths, of their noises devoid of acceptance,
when you can build up from the shattered glass,
watering consciously this time your life’s unkempt grass,
Forgive but not forget
Moving on with no regret
when you can do all of the above
It’s when you’ll be.
