And oh, those memories...
they all rush back,
in such a rapid pace.
They bring no happiness though; no warmth.
...
'Beware of the rabbit'
She told me that night
'It might lure you to places unknown.
Before the beginning,
...
A terrified black cat
which has lost its collar
Unable to go back
or move forward
...
Trust me.
Because I’ve been what you’ve been through.
I know what pain feels like, I’ve met the darkness too.
Trust me.
...
It has all begun again
Living a lie once more
Believing that you need me
Not knowing that I'm wrong.
...
A blade can be liberating, yes
its touch the promise of freedom.
Yet…even though the pain is less,
what has become of your kingdom?
...
Hatred
In this world,
which is nothing but cold,
I was bound to be born
and live;
I was bound to be hated,
fated,
because of actions I never did,
words I never spoke.
That's how I broke.
For, hatred, creates hatred,
and pain leads to pain,
while the sanity slips away
and everything's in vain;
minds lose their colour,
hearts cruelly brake,
people are shattered,
not to ever become great
I love your poems. I would like to read some more if you are still writing