I’m crying
Tears are kept inside
Burning the very soul of me
Flesh aching
Of sorrows unexplainable
Of unspoken madness
How three little words could pierce you madly?
Giving up logic for it
Exchanging freedom and happiness
For an existence so miserable
I want to cry but I don’t want to…. It’s pathetic, what for? And why not? Nobody would understand, nobody would listen, nobody would care. I always thought that I have someone whom I could rely on. And yet, later in life I was fooled by the very illusion I refused to see. How pathetic, I was not clueless. I have always seen that he has the potential to hurt me. I have always been aware of his capability to ache me so much. I have been conscious and yet, I let him puncture me wounds of impossible healing. I am bleeding to death… crying to death.. shouting…. Oooh, the agony I feel. So wretched, so sad, so life less…
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