The warm morning breathes onto him
And the world was minding their own
Busy seeking for glory
Busy with vain
And that was what he knewThey threw onto him empty words
That was useless yet painful
But for them were a fun
Laugh on what they want
Attaint on who they desireThe Society left him with scars
They may not remember him but he does
Every day he walked in the aisle of insecurities
But they walked on the delight of friendshipAnd his suffer...
What is friendship?
For he never knows what it truly meant
The society was poisonous
Enough to poisoned him for years
And he tried to seek that antidoteThirst for friendship is no good
But friends are needed
Every room felt empty for him
The fear chasing wherever he walks
But nobody was there holding himNow I shall tell you this with a relieve
Those who dwell in the sky
Will always look below
But they do not know one thing,
That the sky is where the lightning strikes firstDon't let your tongue stings your teeth
For I know that you are a fool
I deserve nothing
So are you
You're now tasting what I have tastedA bittersweet journey indeed
It is harsh but I survived
Let the empty words wrecked my bones
For hope is within the empty words
And hope is there, along with God...The Society taught me Insecurities
But for others, it taught friendship
I have learned enough
And I shall awake in peace
With no fear chasing my easeAnd now, I shall find an end to this forest
The forest which I demand to arrest
So it would never hurt the rest
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PoetryPoems, poems, poems. One's unspoken words. A gift from the gods. The infinite ocean. A boundless orbit. A bleeding heart.