This poem is written by @CuteBlue @siriusblack @diff._personality @payal1417111 @Coldboy
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I’m a joyful person,
But owns tearful eyes.
I love to hear truth,
But sometimes seems to be a lie.

people who once used to look like gold,
now appear like plastic..
The statements which once used to be nice,
Now feels sarcastic..

The darkness from which I was afraid,
Now is my friend,
The life which is valuable,
Why do I want to end..

The body was pale,
Is now filled with wounds,
The happiness which was everywhere,
Is nowhere to be found..
- @CuteBlue


the thoughts of being happy is burried underground,
No where a place to stand ,
No where to go
nobody knows what I have been through,
telling and yelling the same thing one after another,
this is not true no this can't be real
ohh God what the hell I am suppose to believe
and whom to live my heart felt like the pieces of a mirror,
which once was a single piece of gorgeous world,
that now shattered.
- @payal1417111


I don't know weather now I'm dead or alive,
Maybe I have become ghost whose looking for light,
Or maybe a vampire, taking peoples energy to survive,

Acting as a savior of humanity,
All I got was hatred sorrow and mockery,
In rewards I was gifted with disruption,
Every single decision I made was arbitrary,

Lift me up or either let me go,
Or kill me before I reach the goal,
It's all red there's no white snow,
Not with gold, my history is written with coal,

This is anathor sleepless night,
my thoughts polluting...