A/N: This is not a poem. Its just a short para and its not that good but I really wanted to post it. I hope you guys give feedback! Enjoy!
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Four letters. One word. Just a feeling; yet it can be lethal. It all starts with a "I want" which slowly turns into "I need". Sometimes, we're so blinded by our want that we fail to see that it is not our need but our desire. Our hearts become heavy with sadness upon not obtaining that want and among all that chase, somewhere we loose ourselves. Today, here I am, in conflict. Should I blame the world for this heavy heart? Or should I blame myself for it? Did I loose myself to my want too? Or was it my need? Have I given up on my want? Or is it myself I have given up on? I sit here staring at my hands. Who do I blame for these tear stained palms? Why didn't I fit in? Why was I always alone? What wrongs have I committed? Have I done this to myself? Someone save me! Save me from this world! Save me from myself! Make it stop! Someone, please, j-just stop! These tears and this ragged breathing won't leave me. J-just end it already...
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شِعرSometimes some thoughts keep bugging me or when life gets too much for me, writing is my relief. All the thoughts or emotions that try to consume me ; I write them and as my fingers dance over the keyboard I find peace. These writings are a glimpse...
