it hurts to see you forget me
no actually im happy that you forget me
cause im the one who cause you pain
when you knew that you can't hold on to me
a n y m o r e

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And when they say,
"I'll be there for you, always"
They mean
"I'll be there for you, always
just not when you actually need me"

It isn't the "how are you?"(s) that hurt
But the disguised pain,
behind the "I'm fine" (s) that impale!

it hurts.

i don’t know what but i can feel it.

all the time,
everyday,
non-stop.

My tears ink down the story,
of a deafening loud silence I hold.
Darling, its my art which speaks to you,
'bout the pain my soul withholds!

i wish i never ran out of words
i wish my emotions found a better way out rather than expressing themselves in tears
i wish i knew how to fight those toxic battles
i wish i knew how to swim the ocean of failures
i wish i didn't feel tormented all through
i just wish i could get anaesthetic to all the pain they put me into!

He is waiting for someone else
to put the words into his mouth
instead, he would say out loud his own.
And as pretending the singing,
he merges into unpossessed voices
hiding his song in the noise.
I cannot make out his words, though:
I misread his lips - mistaking a pop song for a pray;
a lip-synced psalm,
and believe every word he shares.