1.
My heart is broken into pieces,
but face is smilling with gliterry sad broken tears.

2.
My heart, remained closed.
My thought, remained lost.
My soul, remained frost.

Nothing to hope,
nothing to give,
only broken phrases
all over my face.

3.
In every sleep i wish i’m living life with some bliss.

4.
Brain, heart, both eyes,
closed.

It’s broken.

5.
My life

is painted with metaphore

and juggling with literal explanation.

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6.
Heart splits open,
and i die from embarassment.

7.
Still don’t know,
where your heart takes sides.

Knowing i trust you with all heart,
why did you backstabbed me like that?

8.
Look at me today,
but please forget me tomorrow.

Feel everything today,
but please deny it tomorrow.

Just don’t wanna break heart into pieces,
too afraid to fallin’ love in pain.

9.
How can you find the light,
if you only see the dark?

How can you find the roots,
if you only want the fruits?

How can you find the way,
if you only choose the wall?

and,
how can you find me,
if you only see you?

10.
I deeply understand,
that it won’t be you.

So i restrict myself,
and won’t fall for you.

Dismiss the feeling,
drink cheap foreign booze,

for i wish i knew,
how to make some blues.

11.
I’m begging for your attention
and your understanding.

And i wish you love me,
or at least i know you love me,
for real.

12.
Perhaps, we don’t belong to each other,
as friend or lover.

We’re constantly in
feeling of emptiness and unsure,
creating some lucid foggy future.

13.
I’m just fragments to others.
They’ll only speak, see, hear my fragments.

If i’m lucky enough,
i’ll meet someone who organize my fragments,
and find me instead.

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14.
Too hard
to lower
the wall.

15.
Pouring rain touch my depression,
makes me sleep, at last.

16.
Do i like rain,
because of the complexity of meaning,
or the simplicity of action?

17.
Sometimes, i see the wisdom cleary,
but, just can’t understand them wisely,

and choose to ignore reality,
until things happen like prophecies.

18.
Being vunerable,
covered by mud,
filthy and full of mess.

Drowning with emotion,
filled with potion.

Oh, this poor body and blood.

19.
It’s difficult to fill up a cup,
it’s suddenly back to empty.

Tell me how to make words to fill the cup
with each words full of clay of emphaty.

20.
Hands and feet locked with giant keys.
Heart and head closed in reality.

Need to find wings to fly,
while people speak nonsense for mine.

I was stabbed,
trapped,
dictated.

I just want to be
free.

21.
People are broken dools
with permanent smile on their face.

22.
I wish i have superpower
to change the world myself.

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by Littlenutcracker

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