I am but a simple man
So eager to feel loved
In pretence, I made claims of happiness
To whom do I owe such an unborn pleasure?
In lies and deceit did I live
Concealing my undying thirst to be loved
To Labour for love
Is like a thorn in a meadow
Blinded by lustful embers
One heart tramples the soothing call of a beloved
Am I a stranger losing his path?
Or is it the blemish in my honest thoughts?
Just like how the rose loses her lush in a storm
So is trust pummeled amidst lies and deceit
Am I an honest man whose path sprouts diamonds?
Or a stranger whose mistakes draw forth conceit
Of what use is my fight?
A battle long fought without meaning
To what cause must I endure this?
May it be just as destiny decides
A stranger? An honest man?
I may be all but never a deceiver
Am I a stranger or an honest man?
I leave that to destiny to decide.
My loss made me think otherwise about wanting to love again.
I had wrong perceptions. I loved my parents too much and life
took them away. I didn’t want to lose anyone again but that was
all I yearned for. To feel loved and to love back. Was I wrongly
blaming myself and heightening my pain for what happened or
was it indeed my fault that they were gone
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MIRROR UNTIL DAWN
FantasyA book based on the struggles of a young boy in his quest to find happiness. His losses and the pain he goes through. The challenges he faced after losing his family kept him devastated. Heartbroken and lonely, he kept moving on, giving his all to f...
