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Twaffle May 2019
When you told me to let go,
it made me want to hold on to you more than I've ever had.
Twaffle May 2019
Enough is enough,
what my mind always say.
When tired of chasing and trying,
to the one I want this love to be conveyed.

But my heart, grasp that hope.
That he will look my way,
Not now, not tomorrow...but maybe someday,
my mind says otherwise,
"In the end, you'll get hurt anyway."
Twaffle May 2019
People will reach out to you,
for they want to earn your trust.
But there's something inside you,
telling you...

"Are you gonna trust that person?...
Sooner or later, you'll end up disappointed again,
so it's better to shut the door and lock it...
Don't let anyone in."

For your heart was far too damage,
it can be fixed...But not the way it used to be.
Twaffle May 2019
You tried fixing him,
far from what it should be.
But every bits of your love,
filled the void of his scars.
And once he was completely healed,
leaving you with nothing but bitter goodbye.

You don't have anyone to rely on,
and the sadness you took away from him,
became your lingering regret and it broke you instead.
Twaffle May 2019
I worked hard to build up these walls,
for I'm scared to trust again.
I painted different kinds of mask,
for I was tired of being shamed.

But you, you destroyed my walls instead of climbing up,
and you saw through my masks and in this downfall you pulled me up.
Twaffle May 2019
You gave color to my life,
now without you I'm color blind.
Twaffle May 2019
One, two, three...
I wake up again to this reality,
Dull smiles, fake faces that insist to hide.
For people tend to cover what they really feel inside.

Hey...
Didn't you feel the world already ended?
Don't you notice that the usual excitements have already faded?
To this game we have played we've been already defeated.

Hush...
Don't cry...
No one will see your tears.
Wear your mask,
it's alright...
This world has already been swallowed with fears.

This chain that restricted us to fly up high,
To feel the breeze and the horizon on the line of this endless sky.
We are dancing in the palm of this cruel reality,
Driving us to the end of our innocence and sanity.
Reality can be harsh at times, it will come at us without any warning. I always felt that, I lost that excitement feeling whenever I discover something new or events happens. Maybe it's because the world is changing and so do us.
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