I came to this life of despair,
I come alive in hopeless dreams,
And I breathe, then I live
I grew up to survive
to keep myself alive.
All I do is fight but maybe never been loved
or maybe I wasn't born to be loved,
I wasn't made for love.
Cause I was born to be survivor not a lover ...
When dreaming are lies in believing our own fantasy is jst our inner world of deepest desire.
Creating happiness as a form of delusions, numbing my own pain with Morphines spread in my veins while blood runs cold till it's my time.
That's how the reality world we lived in.
It was the cruelest fate to be lived...


© AliceAnonymous99