Written on her mind
Was a false story
The words of her talking
To him in her diaries
Although she rarely gets to see him
Since the day he lost interest
Filling her mind with lucid dreams
Leaving her clinging and obsessed
I watch her everyday
Lost in a world where he’s there for her
And of her, she seems so content
Dancing in visions that are so blur
I wonder what she’d go through
Once the vicious truth
would burst upon her
The emptiness that’ll consume her
When she’ll recognise her untrue lover
And for now I can just watch her
Together with him in the delusion
For I’m too scared to bring it upon her
The ache of the hindsight,
due to her own seclusion.
My blood trickling down my hand,
I can just sit and watch it flow.
The slit now hurts a little less
I think it’s time for me to go.
Depressed? Why shouldn’t I be?
My friends, my love all lost.
I lie in the cold, immovable.
My corpse shivering under frost.
We are the demons, children fear,
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Minions who burn their own gods.
We, a tragedy for the earth to bear,
A boon that turned out to be frauds.
What pathetic beings are we humans?
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know what to think
You may be well aware
That I’m tired of these things
I like to spend my time alone
But I’m dying for your company
Past experiences have shown me
That no matter what
you’ll never ask for me
I’ve been staying away for quite a while
Thoughts make me feel like I’m exiled
But if I feel you feel that way
That feeling would be another mistake
And yes truly a thing of shame
Loving someone who never felt the same
Slowly she fades away
But my heart always refuses
Words say that I’ve moved on
God I hate these vile excuses.
Should I tell them I’m phenomenal,
Would they understand it’s not criminal.
Possessions of mine are a miracle,
My existence was supposed to be mythical.
I’m not a hero
I’m just a man
The image of myself
Led me deep in this pain
I am not special
I’m part of the crowd
I am not precious
I’m full of doubts
This world sees me differently
God, I don’t know what’s real
Was stuck in this fallacy
Now truths have been revealed
So behind the noises
I watch as they go
For I’m just ordinary
Not a superhero
Silent tears, the one that reek of pain,
The tears, even if hard to control,
Do not show in the name of dignity;
they speak of longing, of unsaid wishes.
The heart clenches in misery,
Cold shivers run down the spine,
Yet, nobody knows, or even, nobody cares.