Hurt or be hurt, you can never skip that part. Love or be loved, it is always a choice of the heart. Advertisements
He touches my heart So close, so familiar, so warm So familiar The bloom is always the best The days that follow Increased by distance His grip loosens The cold takes over Even the warmest breeze freezes Then next comes pretence A way to not hurt and be hurt All that is already played out […]
It is always a hard fall Plunging into a pool of blood With tears shed and not wiped Leaving marks which forms memories Unable to wake up and get up It is only after a while You dust yourself off of the bloodshed Pull yourself up just to fall again All over again Bloody And […]
We’re both hurt souls Hurting one another We grow pricks for defence To protect the heart But still come out scarred
If one cannot give fully, it is better not to give at all.
We all think what we want to protect the most is our heart, in truth it is our reputation. Reputation – A form of social status governed or defined by the society
I wish I could turn back time To when I was fine To when I did not have these feelings To when it didn’t hurt To when there’s nothing but clear skies But I cannot I just have to keep on smiling Because I have learnt to cry
The used to bes that were once rare Until they become a habit A habit that becomes part of you A part of you that will hurt if lost
The more you know, the more you wish you didn’t know.
It’s a second of words but a lifetime of memory.
It used to be enough Just you and me Words were enough All was fine All the wants and all the needs Doubled Tripled Into infinity The expectations Grew The hopes Crushed Soon it was not enough More and more Not anymore Never again What remain is my cratered heart
Both our heads held high None backing down None letting up No first moves No compromises Our pride Like a clot in the blood vessels to our hearts Blocks out the oxygen Reducing life Reducing love Messages do not get through They bounce back As if a wall stands in between Nothing gets in Nothing […]
The shortness of breath has made its visit once again The familiar pain that pierces through with no conviction The coldness takes over the core completely Relieving it of its strength No more it wills No more it yearns No more it craves It only cries
Since I turned off my feelings for you, the inspiration has fled. I write no more about you, I write no more to you. The words cease as the feelings fade. I’m afraid to feel again, because the more I feel, the more it hurts. I thought my heart was strong enough, but it is […]
My hands, Like the white, Empty. My heart, Like the stars, Scattered. 5AM, Sweating and feeling cold at the same time. Thoughts, Drifting away in the middle of a conversation. Eyes, Not really seeing what’s in front. Ears, Not hearing what is heard. I’m listening to songs, That has all the wrong words. I’m trying […]