I wonder how,
I became what I am?
The evil in the world was too good for me,
It got the better of me.
A ghost of what I used to be,
Still lingers in the air sometimes.
But I push it away,
From places where demons tread,
And their voices chime.
Innocence has no place,
In the place where monsters live.
Leaving hell empty,
On earth making their alley,
They dim the light of heart, making it dreary.
It's funny,
How innocent I was!
What became of me,
Is what this world deserves.
Fakeness is what rules it,
Reality is buried in the rubble of broken hearts.
-
Ivan.
Tired of faking it..
But I am okay..
One day my worries will go away..
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Menace In My Mind
Poetry"Some real feelings, Some infinitesimal wishes, Trying to capture and harness them, Before you make them perish" Highest- #96 in Poetry..as of 15/07/2017 #82 - 26.7.17
