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Anish Saurav Oct 2017
i'm broken from the inside;
though this heart has had too much to take;
with a fake smile on my face;
i always try to hide my past mistakes;

Having no one to open up to and no one to speak;
i can feel the fear and anger within me , i'm just becoming far too weak.

The only reason I have  is that i just don't trust anyone , I’m too scared to ask for help;

But if I say that I need you !
will you be there for me when i reveal myself?
Or will you cut me off from your life just like everybody else?
Every cry for help doesn't get answered. Some people are afraid to come out of depression because they don't trust anyone. This is the worst situation someone can face. So if you see someone who seems to be having a bad day show some kindness and ask whether he needs something​, no act of kindness however small ever gets wasted.
Anish Saurav Aug 2018
Morality?
        Well, I have none,
I think I will stab you in the back;
                           When I think i’m done.

                         Kindness makes me weak
               I’ve seen too much sorrow
       They say you have no future
You have no tomorrow

               Guilty as my thoughts can be
                                   But I don’t fear no one
                   Regret is the only thing missing
When my killing is done

      You come rushing from all the sides
                   when i make any mistake
             But hold on I don’t need your grace
I have got more lust to fulfill more innocent  souls to take.
The story of a murderer in a few lines, who was thrown into this world and has seen much sorrow when he was young, he knows he’s got no tomorrow and goes on a rampage killing innocent people without any reason.
And by any means he’s Stopped and shown kindness , he kills that person too.
Anish Saurav Aug 2018
Walking through the forest
Looking at the pitch dark sky;
Even the stars didn’t shine
They were trying to hide,

All alone;
didn’t have anyone beside;
Just me and myself;
And the broken flash light

As the wind blew
I quickly kept my hands inside;
It was as cold as my soul
Even a smirk on my face wouldn’t lie,

The warmth of the fire ;
Was all I wanted to feel tonight
With my body aching
Just couldn’t continue the plight

Came in to the jungle
To come close to death
Had cut down the rope
When I was just out of breath

Mind plays games
Says me it wants to die
Body says another thing
There is still life inside

Lost ,
with no hopes
can I continue tonight?
Alas, I want the misery to end ;
the reason I came there
Was the same thing, right ?

The Japanese jungle
Gave me what I wanted
There was nothing new to expect
I was just lying on the ground dead
Looking at the sky
Just Perfect!
The Japanese jungle is famous for suicide,
Even though it’s a hard thing to **** oneself , many Japanese people have sacrificed themselves in the history of time,
There was no shame.
But now things have changed
People come here to **** themselves often have a change of heart
And try to escape the jungle
Only to realise that
The jungle has delivered all the wishes one asks for.
Death!
Anish Saurav Aug 2017
Rise when you know it's dawn
Rise when you know you'll frown
Rise when the mask isn't too deep
Rise when the steps are too steep
Rise when you make a fall
Rise up and always stand tall
Anish Saurav Aug 2018
How more lavish can our lives be??
Smoking dope, lying in sand enjoying the cool ocean breeze;
Not a care in the world; no deadlines to meet;
Who can stop me?  I’m the king of my own imaginary fleet.

As the time passed by and my cravings started to grow;
I was an addict in a tiny spark of time
And that is the only thing I know;
They showed me how to blow rings;
They showed me how to get high;
But they never told me that this habit will hit me like a rip tide.

I was just a young soul, with dreams in my mind;
Look what you’ve done to me, now I don’t even have time.
This journey has been short and easy,
Just like the first Kush you take;
Smoking was all that I did.
Please;
Now let me take a break!.
That first Kush you take, it's a beginning to your short end. As addictive as smoking can be, we all just start it under depression or with the influence of some friends, but soon it becomes a life style and in the end it kills us.
Anish Saurav Aug 2017
When the cold wind blows;
It brings chills to the spine,
Inadequate thoughts
often rule my mind.

I'm trying to escape;
But my chances are slim;
I don't know who am I,
Feeling that I'm lost within.

Lying under the six feet ground,
I see the world above me,
Lying and cheating
Is all that they gave me.

I have no soul,
I'm shallow from the inside;
You may think it's easier to run,
But I know that you can't hide

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