The emptiness of love, known throughout her heart
Painted in a deathly black ink, a widely known art
The hurt and loss of the mother she once knew
All but a monster for which was far too true

Never thinking what was wrong with her praised angel
The little girl blamed herself for everything deemed fatal
It was her wrong doing for the horrendous money arrangement
It was her fault for the termination of her father’s unholy engagement

This story has been played continuously throughout history
However the ending of it has always been a mystery
How could so many humans treat their own so poorly?
How could someone's subconscious let this nightmare become average cruelty?

We must stand against such abuse for the future race
Letting people act this way is human’s biggest disgrace
Abuse, no matter how small, should be destroyed
The love for humanity should become greatly employed

Equality is a right our ancestors fought and died for
We cannot let it become our greatest downfall.

Maybe if I tell myself
I don't need you
Enough times
You will disappear
From my trapped mind

And that will be my down

                                                 fall

Have I damaged
this plump, preening pride of yours?
I am not sorry.

My downfall.
Slow,
Excruciating,
Waited by all,
Seen by all.

Plotted by few,
wanted by many.
That is my demise,
my destiny.

Pain, helps me;
and yet hurts me.
It brings me away
by keeping me there.

A blade,
A word,
A gun,
Absurd.

All are my downfall,
Pain, I must decide for her.
Be she the curse,
or be she the cure.

Tonight I dance,
You called once,
I took that chance,
Waiting for a glance.

Tonight we walked,
You never talked,
Since then i thought
"I waited and rot".

Tonight I listen,
You had suspicions,
And gave me conditions,
In the end you left me

Because of traditions

We were having a good time
Or at least I was.
Then she said she lost her confidence
Not just one area
She said in every field
Even the fields she used to excel
And she thinks I am responsible
Some way or other I made her lose her confidence
Self-belief and self-worth.
I demean her all the time.
And it was there from a long time
She even had to consult her sister.
But she dare not talk with me
Am I that fearsome?
Did I not make her feel comfortable?
Everyone else could see it clearly happening in her
Except I who happens to her boyfriend
Unfortunately for her.
Do I need to change something?
Or is it something that can’t be fixed?
‘Cause it is just the way I am.
But I won’t be the reason of her downfall.
If it does not work, I will probably leave her for good.
I want her to flourish and live her dreams.
I can’t be selfish with her.

Swirling downwards, hurts to think.
I want this to stop, I'm on the brink.
Questioning why life has come to this.
It is what is, reality's bittersweet kiss.