VENUS

 

Morning sunlight passed through Venus’ window, forcing her to get up after a conundrum that kept her awake and exhausted all night.

Stood up in front of the mirror, staring at her messy hair, pale skin, and white lips. Another day to waste.

She always finds brushing her hair difficult as every stroke is equivalent to deep, bitter thoughts.

Blood started to drip from her cracked and chapped lips which could be mend by intrinsically taking good care of herself rather than applying cosmetics.

Venus prefer the latter.

It’s been a long time since she embraced herself.

Picking up what to wear enraged her. The thought that nothing suits her except sadness is scuffling.

She wears it very well that she always chooses one out of all other options.

Her name symbolizes heavenly planet, beauty, and love which she believed she doesn’t have.

She is a never-ending participant of hide and seek. Hiding from torment and consistently seeking for validation to feel worthy, whilst she used to be one. She is still one; nevertheless, she’s blinded by experiences and how people maltreat her.

Venus’ life needs a twist. She is constantly and tremendously seeking for one yet, how long would she find out that she, herself is a plot line waiting to happen.

No one would save you from chaos and agony but yourself.