I just made a fool atmyself
Or im just a fool. too late to notice
Or I've known it. but left in a shelf
Knowing. feeling. im scared. It brought me to my knees.

This words are unforgiving
This is what it feels when ur living.
It is difficult to be appreciated
It is better to be eviscerated

Or drownmyself in my own tears
Rather than facing my own fears
I know it feels like running away
but i think its ok.

Cuz for every problem comes with a solution.
And a million ways to **** a rat.
I'll **** that rat with a cat.
It means I'll be both. killing myself with extreme caution

The girl who cried wolf
strokes of colors, being engulfed
Engulfed in the trance of colors
Blending, turning colors into lovers

Every stroke, every color
blank pages into power
a beautiful mess
relieved a viewer's stress

A wonderful painter
A bleak resonator
Cried wolves in the night
Shows the power of her might

She plays with colors
A palette of blurs
Landscape of truth
Beauty,that soothe

it was all because of you.
all those sleepless nights
wasted, all because
you found someone new.

I wish the pen would move itself,
write the feelings that i felt,
the feelings that needed help.

Write my feelings that are real,
Words and lips that are sealed
love and pain that are surreal
everything that i feel.

You are imperfect, and that is inevitable.
But out from your imperfection is something beautiful.
Your lips as might as thunder, that strikes faster than the viper. Toxic and painful, yet it felt sweet and powerful
Eyes that can deceive even the strongest of men. So powerful that none can withstand.
Skin so fair that stops the very movement of air.

But behind her godlike appearance is a mortal trapped in an illusion of fate and destiny. In need of hands, caught by depression that darkness is all she can see.
Believing she is alone in solitary. Confined and distant because of her beauty.

A soul as fragile as glass. A life that we dont know when she'll last.