-P.S.-

I alway be s felt unchosen

Used and left broken

That love in your eyes

But words with disguise

Someone else behind

As I try to rewind

All those memories

Tainted with your past

Haunting me like hell

Making you my last

There was a ghost

Who took over you

And became the host

So to see you felt you were free

This is just the beginning of hell

You’ll wish you never fell

To the words of that ghost

Only to realise the real you is dead and gone

I want to tell someone how much I dread waking up in the morning!

I want to tell someone how I find myself thinking about death every moment or two!

I want to tell someone how I hate to live my life in a loop!

I want to tell someone how hard I find breathing as if am breathing stones!

I want to tell someone how much I hate living without sounding attention seeking!

I want to tell someone that I just want to die before my birthday comes!

I want to tell someone all these things without asking them to listen to me!

I had a dream early in the morning which made my heart flutter to the point I was thinking about it all day, smiling to myself.

But now I feel deprived of Love and affection as I felt it in the dream soooo vividly and now after midnight it feels disheartening and hurting.

Aren't humans beautiful sometimes as they do little things for each other without overthinking, just out of sheer love and affection.

All the love that I possess for you

Has now helped me to love myself

What about the mind?

It's broken as well,

It weeps and screams.

Yet it takes care of

the broken heart and

the body attached to it.

"Life is nothing but a mirage."

I'm genuinely hating reality and life. I don't want to live anymore.