The girl who cheated death

Every bleeding was a beating metaphors
And every blessing was a pressed flower
Appearing from the midst of a bruised heart
Until I knew I couldn't do poetry anymore..

Wish
I could run
And make a wish
Under the blanket of stars

I wanna stay here
But I didn't knew
It'll cost everything in me
And everything tht I've made till here

How gracefully scared she is!

They're so cool
You're not like them
But they're not your cup of tea either!

Sometimes, I wonder
What happens
If I get hit by a bus today
Will I stop looking for answers,
And everything will feel peaceful.
Sometimes,
I wonder,
If the end is really an hard way,
Or an escape

Sometimes,
I wonder
It'll, all stop to bother me,
Once the Heartbeats fade.
Sometimes
I wonder
If my life,
Would be worth fighting for today.
It feels difficult to live,
Because
Living causes a lot of pain.
What am I going through,
Isn't the worst,
But still,
Sometimes,
I feel the weakest.
Im crying
But still
Tears won't pause the storm.
The urge to an end
To finding an end,
Is real,
But,
I feel,
There's peaceful and a calmer
End to this story..