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Diary of a broken soul

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Sometimes the noises in my head keep me up at night

I hear myself screaming but it’s not my voice

I try to control my emotions but like a slave I have no choice

Bounded by my misery, shackled by insecurity, torn by mistrust…

 

From dawn till dust

Broken hearted girl. Photo courtesy valentine-clipart.com

There’s no peace within

It feels like the Devil’s winning

To die is the easiest way to give in

 

Every night my cheeks are wet

as my pain wretches

my soul’s at sea, lost in the waves.

Like titanic, it’s a mystery

 

Memories of Nobody

torments my dreams

My life seems filll

but inside I’m empty

 

I try to be normal for the sake of my love ones

I try to live on as if there’s some God given purpose

No body knows that my life is a circus

and I’m the freak in disguise

 

…Fiction is my reality

Happily ever afters are the only thing that attempt to keep me sane

Every time I love in vain

My heart stains…

 

The scar on my arms go unnoticed

No one sees the threat of the lack of my smile’s shine

There’s no suspect of my spirit dieing

and that very soon, I will be saying goodbye…

 

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