Open Windows

Open windows.

They are supposed to allow the breeze in,

And cool our chests.

They are supposed to allow the fresh air,

And drive away last night’s bad odor.

They are supposed to allow the wind blow away the curtains,

And let the sunshine peep through.

Open windows.

 

Open windows.

Are but just an opening,

The opportunist comes in through them.

Are but just a space,

For the lonely to stand by, watching the not so lonely.

Are but just a goddamn opportunity,

For the disheartened to jump their life away.

Are but just God given,

For the evil to look down upon their blind subjects.

Open windows.

 

An open window…

Has made me cry

Has made me lonely

Has made me distraught

Has made me desperate for want

Has made me hate myself

Has made me vulnerable

Has made me pity

Just one open window.

 

And this open window…

You are the one who opened it

You are the one who kept it open

You are the one who made it never to close

You are the one who left it open

And definitely you are the open window.

The very moment you decided to leave

The very moment you left.

Just another open one
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