THE TRUTH UNTOLD 1
I gave her everything she ever wanted. My only wish was she got to live and enjoyed the life the way she ever dreamt.
I was brave but broken, brave but scarred. I was brave but wounded. Nobody knows anything about the saddened smiles.
Isn't it funny how the one we called the safest place left us homeless? Funny how people have guts to do it. Killing the one they love and executed it perfectly with no atom of remorse.
The bleeding wounds that refused healing. All my laughter says the same thing: This isn't how it supposed to be. All my grief repeatedly yelled out the same thing; this isn't how it supposed to be.
How did she do it? How do she find fun toying with the feelings she said she cared and cherished more than her life? Did she find it amusing watching the one she loved go back and forth like a pathetic dog on a leash, awaiting freedom.
Like a creepy freak, she discard me like a used syringe. She humiliated me. Leaving me in the darkness to fight off the demons she created.
How did she do it? Writing lovely poems and not meant any single phrase?
There are some kinds of pains that externally clung on us, like a stubborn stain on a white fabric they refused to wash away. They are scarred and bruised.
Just when i thought i was feeling better, i felt myself falling again into the dark abyss.
I will burn all the letters i wrote, i will burn all the poems i wrote about you, all the happy moment we spent together collecting wishful stars, dreaming and building our future together. I will burn every memories of us and I hope you follow the smoke, it will lead you to the heart you broken.
I hope you realized how cruel you are to shred into pieces the only heart that cares and adores you.
Was I right? The first time I saw you, you smelt like trauma awaiting to happen but I ignored my instincts now I'm lost in my light.
I don't know the demon you are running away from, you better stop and face them because when they catch up with you, it won't just be you who gets caught up in the fallout.
Hobified_Bbensplen · Urban
