Life is a boomerang,
You get what you give
There is not any coincidence
Every happiness and sadness has it’s reason!

Self worth is knowing
History is not the rent people pay to remain in your life
Self worth is knowing
Toxic people don’t deserve you
Self worth is knowing
If they’re not helping you grow, they’re stunting you
Self worth is knowing
You’re better than situations that make you feel like you’re not worth it
Self worth is knowing
Your feelings are valid and true

Accepting self worth is
Believing and acting on all of the above

He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come

i wonder what you saw
when you loved me
and i wonder what you didn’t see
when you left me

(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.