Just a mere spill after the void took over control.Some readers could relate to the dynamic shift from silence to violence not in action but words.
What type of words
are left from me to bleed in paper again
Where did it got
wrong it's just I don’t know about it anyway?
The art of hiding
began after search of light in the lighthouse
But alas it was
burned to ashes just left with reminance of a thought to share
Why is it that its
only my job to remember, understand and make you comfortable?
While for you all
it taken and guarantee you blantly tell you don’t want to know and ask just
share it
If it was only for
the sentence to be formed Why would I tell you? I want to be understood not
heard
I also want the
priority which I give not taken as guarantee
The rage and anger
which shadows and wear's a mask are destructive
It lashes out
suddenly even during unexpected time yearning for understanding
A small thing also
can be a great deal for someone why won't you understand
A vague word
understand stands only in my dictionary while for others it’s a vanished word
At the end I want
you to be curious and let your desire to understand me
But alas that’s
only in my dictionary I should only understand that it's your trauma that makes
you like this
Also, what about
trauma you will induce to me after all this
I still don’t know
what words are left from me to bleed in paper again
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