Is it the “Sad Truth”?

I can’t look myself in the mirror It makes me wanna crawl in my blanket and hide from the sad truth, Is it the “sad” truth really? I ask myself, repeatedly But each time I come up with an honest answer, They shut me up with their spiteful words, And I, being the Innocent creature…

Dark Nights

It’s hard to fight when you’re at war with yourself, It’s hard to fight when you start to hate yourself, It’s hard to fight in these dark nights when you know that all you have is yourself, yet you choose to be the rebel and fight through, in these dark nights to hurt your soul….

Will you understand it?

An overjoyed grin is always plastered on my face I say I’m happy and confident, I say I don’t care how the world views me, But what if deep deep down I do? What if I just wanna hide behind the fa├žade I set up? Will you understand it? Will you make my demons go…

The unfulfilled promise!

The years went by and the pain seemed to worsen, The tears of hot frustration became nothing but a series of deadpans All those years under a demeanor so cold and vacant was a craving heart waiting with boundless patience, Waiting to be freed by all the hurtful words Waiting to be nurtured and loved…