miss you terribly
eating too much chocolate
not good for me ugh

I make my own bed everyday
But still I lie in it just to wake up
To rest
To heal
To feel
To dream
To wash the nightmares away

I wish life was a fairytale
Where happy ever after
Did exist

We all thought it was passion,
Because in his presence l could feel his devotion.
It's like when l was with him l lost concentration,
And l became so sure that he was mine.
Little did l realise that it was just an infatuation.

I thought he was my prince charming
Yet he left me hanging
I didn't realise when l drowned in his love the same way l didn't notice his feelings were drastically fading.
He left me crying as he continued running.

When l was with him l was truly living life
But now I'm just surviving.
I miss his singing as well as his drawing .
At times l feel like his around me yet l'll be just hallucinating.
Still l don't picture myself healing.

Through his love l lost my reputation.
I thought l could see his love through his expression
Since his actions were full of connotations.
And his love came with destruction
Yet this happened without realisation
Now my life is full of humiliation
Since what I'm left with now is lamentation.

# Diamond Pickle

I fell so hard , so hard
That my heart broke
The feeling faded
The pain ended

I wrote a poem when I died...
Another at my birth.
A brand-new sonnet when I cried.
And again when there was mirth.

A song for my confession...
A story for my pain...
A painting for depression...
And nursery rhymes for rain.

My creations live inside my heart.
I keep them there in shame.
Yet you looked around and saw my art,
And smiled all the same.