New Endings

I believe I don't deserve to be loved. But can you really blame me for having that thought? Every single moment of my life, I am told what I can be, what I might be, what I will be. What about the me that is here right now? I am something right now, right here. But people never see your presence. They see your absence, so they have something to talk about. Consider a class, for example. The teacher never tells a student, 'Oh, you're present.' It's always, ' why were you absent? ' Actually. It's not even the absence that matters. It's the reason for absence. No one cares if you were absent because you were sick. But tell them it's a personal reason and suddenly they are all ears. Pretending to care. How easy it is to pretend nowadays! Make-up. Emojis. LIES. It's all very easy to hide your true self. Maybe I could be loved too. If I put on a fake layer of make-up and 'lol' emojis and cover it all up with lies. Maybe I could ...

So finally we meet, At a time so wrong. When you are in love And I am in chaos I can't welcome you I'm sorry for that I'm tearing you apart I apologize for that The time is wrong And I'm not strong. I wish I could say it back But I've lost my voice Just like my desire to live The time is wrong But the people are right It's me with you And this wonderful view But alas, the white gown is stained red And the tuxedo has thorns It's not now we are supposed to meet But time betrays me And again I failed. The right time is still under the veil.

Racing thoughts, slow speech Beating heart, quiet screech, Nails digging into her skin Hands tearing apart her scalp Tears staining her cheeks Blood staining her wrists What more was there to feel? She wrote millions of letters None of them making sense She walked thousands of miles Without feeling any pain Was it because she was drained? With thoughts that were too lame. There was pain, it's true. With wounds and bruises too. But the scars were all that mattered And the wounds were left scattered A soul was left alone When all she wanted was a home She is in chaos, it's true. But the one keeping her there, is YOU.

A story not told. A wound not healed. A life not lived. Sounds sad right? Well...this is the reality for some of us. No. We are not exactly depressed. It's just a different state of being. A state where you're just existing. Neither sad nor happy. Just existing. It's like food without any spices. It fulfills its purpose but that's just it. Nothing more, nothing less. A personal void. Wondering if this is true? Or worse still, thinking about your own void? For the latter, it's okay to have a void. It's often an escape from reality. Consider it as an advantage to your already beautiful soul. For the former, have you ever noticed that exceptionally cool friend of yours, zoning out? Have you ever noticed the unusual quiet that sometimes swallows your friends circle? Have you ever taken notice of yourself, sitting alone by the window, on a windy day, thinking about nothing in particular? When you become aware of yourself, you learn about your void. Wha...

Do you believe it too? -- Do you believe her smiles are true?     Look beyond them. She's hiding a frown. One she doesn't want the world to see. -- Do you believe her laughter is real?    Look carefully. She's trying not to break. Because she wants to be strong so desperately. -- Do you believe she is cheerful?    Look behind the mask. She's is full of sorrows. But doesn't want others to be so. -- Do you believe she is funny?    Listen carefully to her voice. She's trying to distract herself from the hell that keeps dragging her. -- Do you believe she is childish?    Look at how many tough decisions she has made. She is not proud of what she has experienced. -- Do you believe she is happy?    Look beyond the facade. At the palace that's crumbling down . At the world that's falling apart. At the life that's getting sucked into oblivion. -- Do you believe she loves herself?     You can't imagine...

Once upon a time, there lived a glass princess, in Evergreen town. Her father, the King Just, was a very wise man, who loved his only daughter like anything. Her mother, the Queen Wise, was the most beautiful and the most talented woman that ever graced Evergreen town. The princess grew up to be very beautiful. Every man and woman, living in that town, loved her and her kind nature. But the king grew very worried because soon she would be of marriageable age. He knew there was no one worthy of his daughter's love. He was afraid someone would break her. The Queen Wise assured him that no such thing would happen. But her worries were no less. And then came a day, when the glass princess demanded to see the forest beyond Evergreen town. The King and Queen failed to make her aware that the forest beyond them, is something she should beware. The princess was adamant to visit the forest beyond. And find out the bird that sings all day long. So the King and Queen let her go. On c...

Black themed wallpapers to a blind heart. She had everything in darkness. Not a single soul saw the light that emanated from her. The brutal blinding light that threatened to consume those around her. She took great care to keep it all inside. To keep it all hidden. But nothing stays hidden for long. That is written. And he saw it. Saw how desperate she was to hide her true self but he couldn't understand why. He couldn't understand why she didn't see the beauty of the light. If only he knew.. The numerous lives the light had took.