The suffocating aching my heart feels constantly is...overwhelming as I like to call it. I just can't explain why this happens to us. All of us. Time has made me weak and strong at the same time, but more weaker. I like to bottle everything inside just for the feeling it brings me. I love it. But it somehow gets to the point when you can't breath anymore, live no more. And just because you're lovers never loved you back.
I made this promise to God, I will fight all my battles and get rid of all my demons, but who will guarantee that I will win them? Who will take care of me when the battle just started? No one. I would like to know 'him' but unfortunately I don't know him. He is a blur. He is something that is coming up in the future. Something that will bring me pain and love at the same time.
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Three souls of mine
PoetrySo I'm basically writing this sort of poems based on my emotions and daily life. To help some of the readers understand what they are feeling. If any of you need advices or anything don't mind to ask.
