I am not even good enough for myself
How could I be good enough for others?
I hate myself to love someone
Hate is free of all the rules and conditions But love...
Love comes with infinite amount of expectations, conditions, and control
Love weakens and dies
Without its life support
But hate...
Hate lives on
Beyond all the logics and principles
The tragedy of love is that
Love is never enough
What is really enough
When there is a black hole of emptiness
Inside your heart
Love, hate, happiness, or success
Nothing can fill the hallowed soul
Maybe, I am supposed to
Complete myself with selflessness
But my heart is so full of emptiness
The tragedy of selflessness is that
You lose everything including yourself
And burn in-between
Being a saint and a criminal
I am not a saint but a criminal
I have committed crimes
Of existence and love
Now I burn
In the flames of loneliness
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Words of Depression
PoetryI have been struggling with mental health issues with many turning points in life, since I remember. I learned to mask my real-self early on but world wasn't gentle enough for me to be accepted. I was finally diagnosed with Bipolar and some of its c...
