I locked everything about me in a safe place but I didn't know that when I get them out they won't appeal to me
The world is a war or a jungle , mum always told me that
I left my soul in a safe place and locked it , it asked me why you do that , I answered with tears in my eyes " i'm sorry you are so pure for that world " and then it's gone
I left took out my heart that's beating hard inside me and put it in a box and left it
No heart to be broken and no soul to be tortured
And now i'm emotionless
I look at the people who laughs , who smiles , who plays , who love and ask myself WHY ME , WHY I CAN'T BE LIKE THEM
Maybe because of my less trust in people , or the fear of losing them , maybe i'm not good enough , i'm ugly or something
My answer to all of that is is maybe i'm cursed to be alone all my life
Sometimes I feel paranoid
Sometimes I feel freak , like i'm an alien
They don't want me to be here on this earth with them , no one wants me , no one FEELS me
So I walked with my tears in my face and checked my would and it told me " give yourself another chance " I told it " i'm sorry i'm afraid of losing you as I said my place is not here "
It then left or actually gone forever
I opened the box that has my heart and I saw my heart still beating my slowly like it feels what I am going to do
I put myself in a tomb
I locked myself with dead people cause they won't hurt me
The writer . M
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Short StoryHolding my pen , Writing some random thing on paper , holding my head between my hands then close my eyes and think......... , words are my escapism , paper is my world , pens are my hideaway and reading is my passion . Join me by reading this book...
