Hope

Silenced

To a heart as fragile as a withered rose, I hope things will get better for you, soon.

Pacify me and my hurts. Pacify them in ways that you could. Pacify my love that's overflowing in smoothness as if there's no hurdle along the way. AllI I could ask is if you could tame me, my monsters, and my demons. 

My monsters are insanely insatiable. They could rip your ribcage till you bury your claws next to a tombstone of your own name. 

My demons are as hungry as a wolf in a sheep's clothing; forever delicate but lethally magnifying with innocence, so innocent that I could manipulate you into loving my layered kindness upfront.  

They are my lovers; they love me so much that my empty cups became as full as a full moon triggering the myths into coming back alive, just to haunt you, and make you scream like there's no escape in town. 

This town is a designed town for all preys like you. Kept telling me I'm the only one of a kind amongst all your listed lovers and lurkers, but would watch me watch the moon come down as I take off my mask and be the beast that you crave. Incomprehensible, isn't it? 

It is my world. “It” has no name. Tame me with your oh so charming charm and delicacies just to make me one of your lovers. No. You made a big, big mistake of playing with me. 

Because Me is the only dominant host of the monsters and demons I have. Me is the only thing that keeps these treacherous beasts into killing each and everyone in the room. Me is the one that holds me close together still composed. 

But Me is all the monsters kept in one. Me is your most enemy.