When life seem so hopelessand breathing seems like a pain,I wish my life was like a book,so that I could burn offall its chapters into ashes,except that one chapterwhere I am destinedto die.
Like a lotus,and in all those dirt and chaosit will still find itsway to bloom,and so shall I.
If wishes can come true,I want nothingbut to fall asleep forever,before I fall apart.
Her eyes, with no more tears to shed.Her thoughts, confided within her closed heart.Her hope, diffused into the air.She embarked a new route filled with stonesBut what could more hurt a soul,which was bleeding for yearsby holding on to a cactus?
Those cries hiding liesisn’t affecting me anymore.I was unknownto what self-destructionfelt like until the dayI met you. – From My 2012 Journal
You can find me in the darkness,
which the world is afraid to reveal.
You can find me in the crowd,
faking smiles with a face that looked so real.
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Was it the world which was
getting weirder or was it just me?
Life was getting hopeless with
nobody willing to hear my grief.