Bittersweet Suicidez

Ever wake from a nightmare and forget who you were in the first place? Mind so blank while you second all the voices compelling you to immerse Pain, Into every single nerve urging you to write an escape? As a writer not afraid! To reveal his wounds and drown the masses in Blood dripping from... Continue Reading →

Revenge, Sweeter Than Juice…

Am I suicidal at the moment? Or, Is the Lion inside seeking reprisal, For locking him away? I was only trying to prevent self-inflicted pain, But, Nowadays, A garden floriferous with Roses seems fitting, As more thoughts of happiness dies...

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