A Vow Unmade
Devoted to hell until the end I’ll claim the blade as I descend With eyes full of scorn you corrupt the will I swore to mend · · ─ ·ð–¥¸· ─ · · As I intend To reach the bitter end . . .
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Starry Eyes
The stars in your eyes wither with each decision. I try to be the one and only, worship your existence solely, as I wait for it to stay unreal. · · ─ ·ð–¥¸· ─ · · Let me wear down the pieces of a shading mentality. . . .
Tarnished Humanity
The filth of darkness they carry gathers round as it infests your humanity, projecting their scum, may tarnish the serenity that you agonized silently. · · ─ ·ð–¥¸· ─ · · waiting for an opportunity to become someone you can be, when the time comes, you might find a solution, quietly. . . .
Barely Conscious
Woke up from a dream, it was just a stream of scenes. Realization blurred the fact that I was always here— still belong to that dream. . . .
Buried Thoughts
The weight you carry may become your serenity. The hurtful words of others turn into something heavy. Walk your path — until you suffocate with thoughts you buried. . . .
The burden of a soul
Bright souls are destined to fall, Carried by memories they recall. Their path seems near the distant abode, But in the end, it’s merely a silent load. . . .