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Eunoia Oct 2017
The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear
And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown
-HP Lovecraft
Eunoia Oct 2017
How we crave love,
Yet afraid of being in pain.
Eunoia Sep 2017
Black and White became Red
I tend to break things apart,
Even my Ownself
Eunoia Sep 2017
Behind those every masks
Are the faces of people
Who wants to give up
Eunoia Sep 2017
Love
Sacrifice
Pain
Strong

Have you ever questioned yourself what's the real deal with these words?

Every dictionaries can give you the meaning of that words,

But they can't never provide the feelings that was hidden between the letters,

To trust somebody is a though choice
For they can fool you with their voice
But people need to trust
For you can't love someone you didn't trust,

People can easily be mistaken by the idea of love,
They can't differ the meaning of 'like' and 'love',
But to really love someone is too hard to achieve,
For it is when you really can't answer the question 'Why do you love someone like him/her?",

Sacrifice is not like giving up your material things to do some errands,
It is the fact that you can let people go that makes you happy just to keep them at ease,
It is when you'd rather let them hate you for the actions you've taken for them to be safe,

Pain is like something went missing,
It's like something inside you shattered literally,
And your heart was too bloated with the emotions you're containing for too long,
It is the feeling that your body went numb, your breathing went hard, your brain became blank you wanted to scream but no sound escaped your mouth and your tears can't come out,

Being strong can't be measure physically,
It's not how you act you don't care,
It is when you cry every night,
You became the strongest person in the world,
For you are facing the fear everyone scared to have.
Eunoia Sep 2017
Colorful things
That's what he gives
Little did he know
That the girl he pursue
Can't see the life in every roses he placed in her hands
Eunoia Sep 2017
What if Cinderella didn't left her shoe?

What if Snow White didn't bit the apple?

What if Aurora didn't pierced her finger on the needle?

What if Ariel didn't want to dance?

What if Belle never looked for her father?

Can we be less hurt if fairy tales never put our hopes too high?

Can you imagine your childhood if the idea of having a prince and happy ending was never invented?

Can you imagine yourself having a bland childlike dreams?

Can you imagine yourself sulking with the idea of love?

But as soon as we grow up

Memories will fade

The dreams that we prayed for every night became lies

We discover that life was not made up of glams and love

Fairy tales was made up to save every child from early drowning of life's misery

Just like her

She once believe with happy endings and prince(s)

But look into her eyes now

She is broken inside

Crying her eyes out

For the child who's living inside her was killed by the reality that says

'Pain will be your friend, Rain will be your music and night will be your favourite time to wake'
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