Category : Poems

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Loneliness is a gift sometimes, loneliness is the sister of the love. I was in love I was in pain all the tears were falling down, she was to blame. I was happy before I met her..... I had feelings..... But she made me empty she took my heart and smashed it on the ground tearing apart my emotions left me with my inner demons. Left me in the memories we had, and something awaken in me, something that can't be described, only felt by you. She made the monster that I am now. Every night the sorrow knock on my door, she comes cold and hugs me then her sister the loneliness joins and open her book of lost souls. Every day the sun burns me, trying to warm my soul. But here I am now here I am and only that matters. The tears fall on the ground vanishing in the time. The fears rise from the dark Whispering for me to come and continue torture my last human trait. There is no love in this world there is only betrayal how do I know this you may ask, well the truth is always painful. Love doesn't exist its only a trick it's only a dream, only a temporary feeling that vanishes in time.