I'm scared of the tears

that I don't cry

The days like this

that I don't die

I'm scared of the pain

that slips my mind

It comes back harder

than what I left behind

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"You're tough", she said.
And I thought.
Am I tough because I really am
Or I'm tough because I've got no choice but to be one?

Hello , how are you ?
Hope you are enjoying a nicer view .

Hope you know and understand
the mistakes , I am making these many days .
And even in future  , making new set of them ,
But I hope you are braver in the face of problems .

You know ,
Life could have been much easier
if you could write back .
But ,
that way , maybe
each time , I would be re-writing you

i don't have any poetry left within me to continue to write about my pain
i have too much embarrassment left within me to constantly throw my issues into poetry for the world to see

my heart hurts
it yearns for love

love you may never be able to provide
if you don't have enough love within you to continue to give to me

i understand

but i just hope you have enough integrity left within you
to tell me