Weeping is a fragility of one's mentality.We will not subject ourselves to such outstanding vulnerability.We've given the world enough; it does not need to have our tears.Some have called us cold,Others heartless,But people don't realise that we-my kind- feel too much and acknowledge too little.Many ask the world to be understanding and have no problem … Continue reading Who Are You?
Can nobody hear the breaking of my heart, See the stains of my tears, Taste my aromatic fear, Feel my cold stabbed skin, Smell the decay of me? My pillow is exposing all my secrets, But there's nobody there to listen. My soul has committed a great crime. It hung from a rope of disappointment … Continue reading Blame
I've realised that there is a different kind of love for each person. If it was between my bestfriends and good friends.. I'd cry infront of my bestfriends, but not in front of my friends. I'd shatter skin and bone for my bestfriends, yet I cannot promise the same for my friends, for promises should … Continue reading Love
I'm flying,FlyingAway.And I'm dying,DyingWhen I fall.High and lows all the time;I can't handle it anymore.I don't know what has happened to me.I feel weak; where am I?Have I lost hope? Did I give up?I don't know whatI am anymore.I don't have a heart.I'm empty, breaking apart.I'm sad,And I don't where my life's at. --- Lullabies … Continue reading Toxic
Hewwo Patients! I need your help. I'm not in a very creative mood these days and I need ideas! I've posted 10 posts this month and 9 of 'em were poems! I didn't really get to interact, yknow? Sooo I want you to suggest an idea or two-be it a quote, or a completely new … Continue reading Help!!!
I love those twisted games of terror that bring 'em to their knees. I love their lack of control, their weakness, their total compliancy to me. I own them and money owns me. I've got them enslaved, but they still love me. They have a choice of eternal freedom, but they don't choose to seek … Continue reading Let Me Play
This voice of loathing Has been persistent I can feel my heart Breaking into sharp shards With numb Unfelt Pain. My soul was enfolding On itself, gone, beheaded Bleeding, dry and shrivelled. I Was Done. A foot in the grave Of loneliness, Of lies, Of loveless Love. I raised my hands to the sky, My … Continue reading Joy-A Real Story
“Stare into the abyss and the abyss stares back at you.” Until you fill it up with something Other than temporary pleasure and empty definitions of beauty. Other than irrelevant thoughts of shallow minds. Other than senseless following of a herd of toxicity. Other than desperate wishes of belonging to someone who is as weak … Continue reading Squad