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Amma Sep 2017
My words will not change what we had suffered.
I have no intentions to be with you again.
I want you to know,

It’s hard to look for a unique heart between the fake spirits.
It’s courage to save and sacrifice for true love.
You should see the true love through my little eyes.
You should feel the heart beating when you touch me.
I couldn't believe I'm still alive. All things left and you loved me.

Let us forgive our emotions  
Let us free form ourselves .
Amma Sep 2017
It's blindness
no mercy
It's foolishness
It's fancy

slowly slowly
I fell down in a deep hole
sorrowful to take this role

Can you hear me screaming, calling to the lost souls?
It's the silence among the walls

Waiting is hurting too
I have no choice either stay or go..
Amma Sep 2017
She told me a hidden story.
A story tells a secret about life.

I was trying to understand the whole concept
, but it was complex and tricky.

I was wondering

How can I understand the secret of life without understanding the meaning of life?

She left a message says
don’t try to understand the life
Try to explore the hidden story inside of you to make your life meaningful.
Amma Sep 2017
I’m lost among several places
No idea where I should go

I carry my fears
I carry my thoughts

No escapes  
More faults

When you left me everything started change.
I can’t feel my heart
I can’t feel my bones  

The worst thing that I face
knowing myself I can’t change
My heart is burning in every time
To accept that you will never be mine

Pains can let us born again
or
**** us and die forever
Amma Oct 2017
The awful moment comes into your heart to crush your innocence, struggling to escape from the suspicions.Your internal wounds refused to fly away to find another shelter because they couldn’t forget
The details of yours sins
The details of their tricks .

one day ,
you'll find the hope
you'll find the soul
Us
Amma Sep 2017
Us
We are reckless
We are incurious

We want to stay
To find our way
                                 Oh wait

This is our fate
I know,
It’s too late

Help yourself
not us

We decide as you see
Struggling to be free...

Inside our home
Everything is safe
Amma Oct 2017
I doubt in every word I wrote.
I doubt in myself, in my thoughts.

They say,
To write a book is to see the hidden beauty behind the souls.

But blindness took a part of me
And the souls crave to be free

The day I decided to write, is the day I realized how much things I lost. I was trying to be me looking for something unique.

, but in the end
I’m a writer looking for nothing.

— The End —