The Wonders In Our Head

.Heartless Soul.

every day is a new challenge,

to survive,

to be something,

to be someone.

Every day I hope my fake smiles make someone happy,

Every day I hope my darkest secrets won't come out.

Every day I hope my insecurities would just be a part of my mind games.

But the more that I wish,

the more that I hope,

the more I am proved wrong,

the more I am deemed wrong.

Every day I wish this banter would end,

of me and live a wholesome pretend.

but my wish stays in my dreamy mind

and turns into a frustrated sigh.

Days pass by and I look past the edge,

it's just a matter of seconds I pry,

but the minute my legs pass the boundary between life and death,

my insecurities bound me back to their devilish lair

and I am stuck again in my mind, my devilish home

which saved me from a mistake but did make me regret listening 

to the hums of the devil who made me crawl back to them, and surrender my soul

and be what they call me the 'Heartless soul'.

.21/3/2022.