Empty Bottles Full of Stories

by R.H. Sin

BLOOMING No matter what they say, know, that all good things take time to bloom and all sadness is not a waste of life. Sadness, like happiness, is delicate and temporary. So here’s to you for being true . . . for being beautiful. The sun is the brightest thing in the sky and so are you. Be easy on yourself. Be cool. A flower is still a flower . . . no matter what it goes through and no matter where it decides to bloom.

ENOUGH IS NEVER ENOUGH There is enough human suffering in you to collapse a building . . . so why cause damage to other people? Why pain, hate, and tears? Why not love, kindness, and laughter? I know it’s difficult but the effort is worth a place in the sun. Love hard and love broken people even harder.

THINGS YOU FEEL It hurts because there are some things you can’t fake. Like the feeling you get while watching someone you love without saying good-bye. It hurts because no matter how many times you wake up, you’re still stuck in a world where they glorify violence rather than peace. It hurts because everyone around you wants change but no one has the courage to change for themselves. It hurts because you have so much in you but don’t have the slightest clue on how to pour it out. It hurts because you’re up every night thinking why does it hurt so damn much without knowing why. And lastly, it hurts because feelings matter and you could never run far enough from all the things you feel.