Do you know
how it feels
to be drowning
in the ocean
of despair,
hoping someone
would save you
but deep inside
your chest
you know
no one cares.
You flap
your legs & hands
desperately,
hoping someone
would outstretch
their arm.
You breathe
heavily,
hoping
someone would
notice the
bubbles.
You scream
& scream
& scream,
hoping someone
would listen
to your voice.
But why?
Cause you
were told
love saves you
every time
& thus,
you never found
learning
swimming
useful.
Cause you
were never
told that
this world
can
turn a deaf
ear to your
begging voice
& grieves
only when
something
happens.
Cause
you were
never told
you are your
own saviour
& thus,
you found
dependency
beautiful.
You always
waited for
someone to
love you,
pamper you,
ask you,
"How are you feeling?"
&
do you know
how it feels
to unlearn
things
you were taught
especially
when you're
drowning.


I hope you learn swimming & not unlearning.

I know that talking heals. But how can I explain the way I feel when people don't see things the way I see them?

Maybe I wanted you because I could not have you.

People love new stuff, the best ones, no one likes broken, no one keeps damaged stuff. So how can I expect someone to love my broken heart and damaged soul?

I pretend that
I moved on

But these pages are the proof that
I didn't.

There are pains
that can't be consoled
can't be solved
can't be healed
And the only solution for it
is death.

No one is afraid of trying, they are afraid of the outcome.