He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come

I live in darkness
I am hidden from others
I know things about you that you didn't even know
I am always with you Yet I am alone
I feel nothing but pain
I break easily and can't seem to put myself back together correctly
I don't know the answer to this riddle
I always wonder who am I?

I've walked down this road for so many years
Sitting on a bench wiping away my tears
No one was there, I was all alone
Tearing at the seams of the relationships I'd sewn
And like an ocean I rage destroying everything in my way
A never-ending storm that may or may not end one day
I know I'm broken, that I might not recover
What's the point anyways just replace me with another
I'm just a little lost, only a little bit broken
Taking back every single word I've ever spoken
Seeking shelter from myself, I just want it all to end
Mixed signals, lost connection, seems like my message won't send
Don't tell me I'm crazy because I already know
My feet are blistered, I see blood staining the snow
Now I'm bathed in the colour that once drove me insane
Losing pieces of myself, My sanity getting harder to maintain
I'm wandering looking for something to hold at least for a bit
Tired from the trek I just need a place to sit
All I see is broken windows and shattered glass
Stepping on the shards as I pass
There's an old woman calling me to her
Our conversation short as my vision begin to blur
She told me I'm doomed that soon I will be dead
She talks as though it's sad but does know the thoughts in my head
I see the light growing nearer my journey may just end
I'm seeing things, things I can't comprehend
I see the world around me dim as darkness consumes me
I guess this is the end I can not hide nor flee
Now I'm free I can move on
I'm shedding all the masks I've tried on

I get lost in my thoughts
I look for a way out
they say it gets better
but I can only doubt
I keep it inside not wanting to mention
the bad thoughts and feelings
they say it's all for attention
The late nights and long days
the endless pain
An emotionless face
silently watching the rain
My words screaming as they yearn to be free
wanting to speak and tell the world my story
And yet the only thing stopping them is me
I took the only thing they yearn for and built a wall around it
I know I'm the problem it's all because of me
I run and I hide hoping for it to end
but I've learned a life lesson
nothing changes until you learn to bend...

Our love was something so crazy
something that was never meant to be
it didn't make sense to carry on loving
but why did it hurt when you left?
Why is there a gaping hole in my chest
Why is my heart bleeding as if I had been stabbed in the chest?
I thought what we did was right
But it turns out I was always in the wrong
I threw away our love without even thinking about what I wanted
Now you're married to another woman
And I'm left to wonder about what we could've been
were we really that doomed?