@arilya_roy
I fail to comprehend what life means as I sit here staring at this blank page;
I hurt myself but I can never cut deep enough for my heart cannot muster up the courage.

I've acquainted hundreds of people but seen two hundred faces for Judas left a legacy not one heart untouched;
My weary self has always been a spectator to my own life watching my hopes and dreams get crushed.

These lonely nights have me sitting by the window envisioning phantasmagoricals of happiness in my loneliness;
If not love then I confess its the darkness that fills my benign souls emptiness.

I wish I could tell you how hard I try to find joy, something with...