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M e l l o Sep 2019
there are nights
like this
when i kept on
staring the cracks
at the ceiling
and wonder how
on earth
we keep
justifying
all the bullets
fired at us
just because
we love the
one
pulling
the trigger
I dont know why. I guess I'm not that bulletproofed. Potd. Sept. 23
M e l l o Sep 2019
Run
I miss
running
away
from
all
my
anxieties
I miss running. Sept. 21
M e l l o Sep 2019
-
i write
the words
that i long
to be
heard
Sept. 18
M e l l o Sep 2019
i started writing
as way
of decluttering
thoughts in my head,
wounds that
needs tending
and a soul
that needs mending
then someone asked me
what will happen after you heal?
maybe when the time comes
i'll gladly burn all
these
pile of papers
to
the ground
Sept. 15
*I'll insert a good quote about writing later, need to sleep.*
M e l l o Sep 2019
“i'll walk you back”
he said
and that time
i took the longest
route back
just to spend
more time
with
him
Sept. 14
When you dont want it to end
M e l l o Sep 2019
maybe
someday these words
I write
can make up all those
bloodshot eyes
and
sleep nights
Sept. 13
M e l l o Sep 2019
the rain
starts to drop
his fists clenched
his eyes was red
he cursed the ground
muttering the words
fate is wicked
screams unheard
he cursed the ground
called you stupid
your silence cut deep
the pain he tried to keep
he remain tight-lipped
yet inside he wails and wept
how dare you throw away the life
that others struggles to keep?
as the rain stop
he asked the ground
why did you commit
such selfish act?
Potd. Sept 11.
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