February 01, 2019
Roses are not always red
Violets aren't exactly blue
Inside I know I'm dead
And I never show it to you
Your betrays, sins, and lies
But I always wear my disguise
The day when tears fell from my eyes
I know I can never see the sunrise
Too many questions in my mind
For I am always the one who's left behind
Staring at everyone else while they're breathing
Asking myself why am I the only one who's drowning?
And now I'm lying in my bed
Praying if I am only dead
This pain cannot hurt anymore
In the end, I decided to open the death's door
Love, No One
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Love, No One
PoetryA compilation of poems for everyone written by no one. [Book One: Love, No One (On-going)]
