Hold still



Stop pretending

Stop suppressing the pain

Stop running from it

Stop faking a day’s smile

that won’t stop the tears at night.

Life was handed to us in a balance

Of pain, of gain, of strain

Don’t tire looking for utter joy,complete happiness

Laugh your heart out

Cry them an ocean

Hit the doors hard

Treat them silently

Go out

It is life

It was not supposed to be a walk in the park..






She cries,

At the corner of every empty room

With a story so deep

For anyone to believe

A story she won’t narrate

And with every single letter

Every word,sentence on paper,

You can tell the depth of her pain

She hasn’t lived

She hasn’t been happy

Not yet!

She cries herself to sleep

Soaking behind a story…

She awaits to die

Maybe the story is different

Maybe it is six feet under

It might be

But time is brief

She might find a reason to stay….


I have been wondering lately how much i am living every single day of my life. How i utilise my seconds since,time is flying on my side!πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚For real though,like im waiting until i could earn millions to start living lifeπŸ˜‘πŸ˜’βœŒ…anywaay!

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