They cheered my rise,
they watched me burn,
Then found another,
Took their turn.

Sometimes you think that you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.

Your skin is not paper so don't cut it, your neck is not a coat so don't hang it, your body is not a book so don't judge it, your heart is not a door so don't lock it, your life is not a movie, so don't end it.

"Don't let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they're bored and step on you when they're done, be like drugs, let them die for you."

Don't look back at the past, it may have been the best years of your life, but you can make the future better.

Trust takes years to build, seconds to break, and forever to repair.

As I lie there, I felt my thoughts going blank, the pain was excruciating, the air was freezing, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t feel my arms, legs, hands, and fingers. my eyes were closed, yet I see a flash of light, and memories after memories just flash before my eyes. Every smile, every cry, my greatest achievements, my darkest moments...

I lay there feeling the presents of many people trying to help me, but nothing was going to work, death has reached me, and that's one thing you can’t stop from happening... I felt the blood run down my face as I breathed my last breath...

The memories stopped flashing, my heart stopped racing, the light that once was shining bright darkened as it turned black... I finally closed my eyes for the last time ever, as I heard the chilling words...

“Shes gone...”

The sun disappears into the horizon, the light brighter than ever, a sparkle lights up in my eye, as I watch the sun say its last goodbye.

A villain is just a broken hero, whose story has never been heard,
A shadow cast by silence, lost in an unspoken word.
Their scars tell tales of battles, of love that slipped away,
Of dreams turned into ashes, and nights that stole the day.

In their eyes, a flicker lingers, of the light they used to know,
A hero wrapped in darkness, where pain and anger grow.
For even in their darkness, a longing heart remains,
A villain is just a hero, bound by unseen chains.

You can't put a crown on a clown and expect a king.

The worst part of betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies—it comes from the ones you trusted most, turning love into pain and loyalty into loss.

It's funny how they can just pretend you dont exist, while you sit there thinking about them all day.

They swore they’d care, they swore they’d stay, then loved me most, once I decayed.

Ever since you've gone, I've felt a peace of me missing, we've never been more than friends, but then why is it so difficult to let you go?

A smile so sweet, a heart so black, they stab your spine, then pat your back.

They loved me bright, they loved me wild, until my light was not their style.

Built me up, then watched me fall,
Laughed the loudest through it all.

There is a seat waiting for you at tables you haven't even seen, doors are opening for you that you didn't even knock on.

You belong in rooms you haven't even dreamed of yet, the universe is already aligning for your arrival, just trust the journey.

They love you when you give,
Ignore you when you need,
A lesson learned to late-
Kindness makes you bleed.

It's not the word that hurts, it's the person who said it.
It's not the knife that hurts, it's the person who did it.
It's not the broken promise that hurts, it's the person who broke it.
It's not the lie that hurts, it's the person who told it.
It's not the scar that hurts, it's the story behind it."

The wind hums low through ancient trees,
The river carves with patient ease.

The sun spills light on hills so high,
As clouds drift soft across the sky.

In hush where wild things freely grow,
The earth still speaks—soft, sweet, and slow.

A shadow spread, so cold, so still,
It touched the weak, it broke the will.
Through empty streets, it crept, it stayed,
And life it stole where children played.

The nights were long, the world in fear,
But hope stayed close, its light so near.
For even storms must pass away,
And dark gives to brighter days.

I'll never forget you,
You'll always be at the back of my mind,
But as the days go by,
I can't help but think it's time,
You'll always be the first,
Even if your far gone from here,
Now finally I'll close my eyes,
And let go for the first time in years.

You either die the hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

A part of me wants an answer, but a part of me doesn't want to know,
A part of me wants to keep holding on, but a part of me wants to let go.

The mind replays what the heart can't delete.

The rain hits the pavement over and over again, drops fall on my window and stream down, casting a breath-taking shadow on the floor.

The stars dance in the night sky, wolves howl at the sight of a full moon, the wind whistles through the empty streets, street lights flicker, one by one turning off.

Perfect, isn’t it?

I gaze at the stars, lying back on the grass, it's almost midnight, yet I don’t feel the need to sleep, how could I? This night feels like a dream.. So peaceful, so perfect...

I take a deep breath of the fresh air, it smells like the ocean a place I loved, but now comes in 2nd as nothing can compare to this night, a night that I have only dreamed of, and now experiencing...

I slowly close my eyes, and take a deep sigh, the cold air feels so calming, the silence is so loud, the moon reflects a glowing light, it seems I have found... A Perfect Night.



As everybody sleeps recharging for day, I lie here, wide awake, how can I sleep when I see such a sight, of wolves, owls, and a perfect night?



As the morning sun starts to rise, wolves disappear back into the night, owls sleep waiting for the moon, hoping it’ll rise very soon. I look behind me to see the moon, slowly disappearing into the horizon, the night has come to an end, the peace, the silence, no longer there, as I get up to go inside, I gaze once more at the grass I had once lie, a faint smile came onto my face, as I turned back and walked away.




Good morning, have a wonderful day..

Closed my eyes, ignored the screams, life seems kinder in my dreams.

It might seem impossible but that doesn't mean it is, impossibility is like a nightmare, but a nightmare always ends in a dream.

It's not the future you're afraid of, it's the fear of the past repeating itself to haunt you.

Hated me living, ignored my cries, Held me close as I closed my eyes,
Loved me most when I died.

I don't blame them for not loving me, I blame them for pretending they did.

It's easy to love a flower, but it takes a lot to love a leaf. It's ordinary to love the beautiful, but it's beautiful to love the ordinary.

It's always easier to lie when the truth hurts, but maybe the brutal truth is better than an easy lie. A flower can't grow without rain and sun.

Started with one every month,
Now, I've lost track of how many I've done,
A pleasure that comes with insufferable pain,
Told myself "Tomorrow" but it's always the same,

I've lost a war that I've been trying to win,
I feel trapped in a cycle I got myself stuck in,
A shadow that haunts me and doesn't even try to hide the lie,
It started with one pack, and now my lungs are starting to die...

I know everything happens for a reason but sometimes I wish I knew what that reason was.

The villain will always be a villain if the hero tells the story

Don't just see 2025 as another year, see it as another chance to change yourself.

It's always hard to forget the ones who forgot you first.

It's better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you're not.

They vanished fast, left me behind, A living ghost, just not the kind-
That haunts the halls and slams the door, but one that no one sees anymore.

If you don't fight for what you want, don't cry for what you've lost.

People only see the decisions you made not the choices you had.

Every second, every minute, every hour, everyday, is a chance to change, don't think you can't just because you don't want to.

Yes, you never looked nice. You looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make people feel something.

I locked the doors, I shut them tight, I hid away, I killed the light.
But through the cracks, so thin, so wide, I heard him laugh, "You cannot hide."

The wind sings a whisper through the trees, a haunting tune of winter's breeze. Frost paints patterns on the glass, echoes of the season's past.

Snowflakes dance in the pale moonlight, a quiet ballet in the night. Stars twinkle in the velvet sky, as winter's melody drifts by.

Fireplaces crackle with a warm embrace, homes alight with a cozy space. The world outside in white repose, as winter's song gently flows.