You have fallen again into the mindless game, The game in which will hurt you again. The tears you'll cry on an endless night, The emotions which kill you, you try to fight. Ever tear you cry, another is born, The spirit inside you abused and withdrawn. You try to take control over thoughts of hate, But whats the point? your far too late. Your mind is bleeding, your flame has died, your heart is rejected, your lover denied. Sweet whispers vanished into the holy breeze, Speak your thoughts, or the heart will cease. I never speak emotional thoughts, but soon found out i was wrong, If you do not, your heart is the darkest heart, or it will be....wont be long....
Reason for writing:
I used to get embarrased to share emotional problems with other people, and i found that every moment i could keep my feelings within...it ate away at my heart...
Birth sign: Scorpio
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