writing is my escape
from the cell i created
for myself

Her love can heal
all those places
in my heart,
that hurts.

How does one say “*******” politely?
Because personally I do not wish to offend, but I’m in need to defend.

To defend my actions and what I said, or did, to protest against the way you all want me to live.

I’m rude, I’m mean, I’m a bully. Call it what you will but I will always see it as honesty.

Why, must I be the one in trouble, when no one spoke to me
Why, must I be beaten down violently when I didn’t know what to do
Why, must I be tortured mentally that I want to break my own skin open and let everything out.

All the, emotions and pain, suffering and sleepless night that I spent crying.

I mean no offence, but seriously...
*******

"What's the point on living if you're going to die at the end?"
"What's the point of being alive if you're going to suffer from excruciating pain? "
"What's the point of living and being alive?"
And what's the point of you asking these questions?


Could you just appreciate the life you have been given for once?

One chance to live

a million ways to die

So what is the reason

For us being alive?