People believe possessive love is deadly but ignore that unrequited love is deadlier. It is the deadliest form of love. Watching your beloved in the dark with the point of view of a mere shadow, carried by the wind to a destination of no return. Loving everything about a person who smiles at someone else. Loving everything about a person when you know you can't get them. Staring at your beloved while they walk away with your heart everyday.

He's the essence of my folly,

The object of my desires,

The partner to my soul,

A diamond in my eyes,

The holder of my breathe,

And the caller of my heart.

Words can destroy one's soul if used in the correct way, words depict emotions, feelings, states of minds. Words can be as soft as feathers and as hard as wood. Words can liberate and condemn, words can look as innocent as a kitty but be as lethal as a sword. All of this is just the beauty of art. I love art, I love every kind of art, paintings, books, music and movies. Lying is an art that an actor masters, so if he's good at lying then you should be good at manipulating.

Displaying my life on social media,

how beautiful it seems.

They all think they know me, but it's false. They don't see who I truly am.

A smile for the world, tears for my room.

In this dark moment, I feel buried. But they don't see it.

Oh yes, madam society, it's wrong for a girl to complain. Her role is to serve others, without question or answer.

It's wrong for a girl to seek attention. Depression is just an excuse, but I can't help it when...

No one sees that I'm dying inside, that I'm tired of breathing, that my life is just going in circles...

Oh yes, madam society, I'm not allowed to feel. I'm only allowed to laugh when necessary.

I'm trapped in my own thoughts. Maybe I should put an end to it.

Maybe I should end it.

After all, who will miss me?

After all, I'm not that important.

Maybe I should really end it all.