ükskõikne, адвольны, און καθαρός

Hyperventilating, shaking, uncontrollable cries

Sensation of dying, the need to escape

Darkness cloudy my mind, vision, soul, and world

Deterioration of thoughts, emotions, and ruptures

Empty words, empty promises, & liars

Hypocrites, fabricator, & mocker

A beautiful darkness, a hell created by itself

Drowning or dying from thirst?

Burning or dying from starvation?

Shredded hopes and future

Maturity and strength taught by the failures and betrayal’s

Inability to stand in its own existence, feelings, & perspective

Unraveling of self-destructive thoughts, empty dark thoughts

Mangled people are treacherous

Even hell feel like a home

And bitter gourd will start to taste like a sweet, delicious candy.

For them, rather than loving, it’s more difficult to believe.

Masks its emotions like wearing a black veil

Hidden pain with a beautiful smile and strength of an emperor penguins

Silence is beautiful, yet rigorous

A journey like an endless tunnel with no sign of light

Dark path like a blinded person vision

Every breath, every word, every thought, every goal feels like a never-ending battle

Not a choice, but a duty

Not a choice, but a commitment

Not a choice, but an obligation

Not a choice, but a fidelity

~Chatty

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