Why is life so difficult
With everyone being demonic
Every turn being frustrating
With every word, living you speechlessIt is like a hunt
But you are the one being hunted
still you find the hunting gun at hand
And everyone throwing insults at youIf you react, fight back
You are a monster
If you keep quiet, say nothing
You are even worseYou have cried alone alot
you don't know when to dry the tears
You say there's a light at the tunnel
You walked for years and nothingIt's even getting darker
Your hope gets lesser
Your faith is dying
Your stand is fallingCan you still do this?
Can you still keep on?
Can you still go on?
Can you still stand strong?It's as if the world doesn't want you,
as if the whole world is against you,
It's as if the universe destate you,
But is that possible?It's can't be
It's impossible
They say it's all in your head
Then why do they treat me this way.
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May's Art and poems
General FictionThis is my arts,drawn and painted by me along with some poems I wrote.