Everything I dreamed of. It's all nothing now.
It was all a lie.
Love itself is a lie.
Bonds are just hypocrisies which sustain the social life. They're nothing.
Trust is something which keeps people's insecurities at rest, so they can lay their heads on their pillows and fall asleep at nights. Trust was invented by humans for their own good.
I believe in nothing of the sort anymore.
The pain in my heart is slowly rejecting everything.
All I needed at the moment was to sleep comfortably on a relaxing bed, so that I can sort out my plans and actions tomorrow. I was really in no mood to talk at the current time.
And here I was, standing right before the house I so much vowed not to come back to, yesterday.
My Home.
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Dreams
PoetryIts about dreams that cant come true, even if u try hard. If its not for you, it is not for you. Tell me, how does life treats you? Saying "its fine" is a lie How do u take the pain? How do u stand up if you already wounded for how many times life...
