I have nothing to hide
If you think I'm gonna lose it yesterday,
Well, you're ******* wrong
Because today, I survived!

Smile. They are watching.
Silence. They are listening.
Run. They are behind you.
Hide. They are coming.
Deny. They suspect.
Admit. They know.
Give in. They have won.

They won because you smiled,
Because you allowed them to silence you.
Because you ran,
Because you denied,
Because you admitted.
You lost because you gave in.
Give yourself a round of applause, they caught you.

Do not cry, do not lie, do not let the guilt eat you alive;
You are already dead.
At their hand, at your own.
Look at the bodies lying around you,
The ruined souls who too gave in.
You are not alone,
Your weakness is shared,
Part of the fabric of our ****** reality.

Do not blame them, they are not the only culprits.
You chose to be blind, to be deaf, to be something you are not.
You chose the disguise.
Now you cannot shed that cast.
Welcome to your new reality....
The reality of greed and pleasure;
Is it everything you dreamed it would be?
Or are the casualties staining your new life with their blood and broken bodies?

Welcome to Utopia.

We live our lives with shuddering breathes,
Hoping tomorrow will be as fulfilling as today never is.
Open wide are our eyes
And yet closed all the time.
Blind to life passing by.
So bright is the light
Yet only shadows rise.
You welcome the day
I welcome the night
But are any of us alive?

But my love, nobody is meant to be as depressed as you are.*


            Then why do they continue      
             To write when I can't.
             I lack inspiration but they don't.
             I hardly like their posts,when I exist within their reality.
           let my heart be depressed
           With their art.

Cry into the arms of the figure who isn't there.
You're running into darkness,
Searching for the light.
And in the days of silence,
When leaves won't stop falling,
Can you hear the hearts breaking of desolate ones?
Who haven't learned how to breath
Without bleeding from shattered dreams.

She’s looking through blind eyes again,
Letting the noise of life passing by
Lull her into this sleep, this coma
That comes upon her more often as the years go by.
And the same question is plaguing her:
How do you know if a life is worth living?
When you can say hello to a goodbye
Knowing that tomorrow shall never replace yesterday
And your today will never come to an end.
And maybe that coma can save her
From searching for the missing piece in her puzzle.
Because lately every today loses its shine after the first hour.
And the love she is looking for
Is taking the wrong forms, leaving her empty inside.
And yes, maybe she is ungrateful
But that pain that is burning holes in her soul
Is turning to ash all the good that is left inside of her.
And with her bare hand
She’s trying to keep the pieces together
And the shards are leaving gashes on her palm
Leaving new scars over old.
And she hopes if she holds her heart long enough,
It’ll mend itself back together.
But she knows deep in that broken heart
That the damage has been done
And she’s learned that in this life, you only get one.