Your “Faux Pas” is not your definition We have a lifestyle of deciding whether or not we can stand up or stand down.We dwell in specific magnifying glasses of authenticity and silence.We bring a pinch of hell and heaven in our own unique way and somehow try to get away from all the advantages.We do not intend to create an action that may impact more of another sense of blending in.There are voices in the back of your head screaming for freedom and wanting strength.Voices that breaks chains and destroys infrastructures of a meaningful substance.Voices that travel down your body to create such a movement to make everyone afraid of you.Voices that will tell you to drive a car, get away and hang yourself in the closet or some kind of place where no one can find you.Sometimes all of these things happen and ends up with a thought of it being a total waste of your own existence.A downward spiral twists around and takes you out of the corners in the delusional ph

Hidden It is an exhausting night where the howling of the wolves can only be heard when you listen.Beyond that is the deep silence of a lady in black.But i must ask you first, Can you fill the spaces that were left untouched?Return that was borrowed, but you never had?Ask for something in return and answer for another question?Then, drift in a mental illusion and turnover for the world's bloodiest nightmare to come.She lurks in every corner, hides in every space and comes out if she's hungry for your flesh.Looks can be deceiving, but never look into her eyes. One glance can keep you paralyzed, but conscious.You'd be watching her devour your insides, painful to look at but no movement can be done once she has you.The easiest yet the most difficult death will be showcased, and you as its audience. The curtain will never close.After the outstandingly gore meal, she leaves your body. Remained unremembered and useless.She wipes the blood off of her face,

Opening DoorsIn a four cornered room, there are 16 doors in their own distinct faces, shape and entity to yourself.In each door lies every truth, angle and despair that comes to you in wide patterns of experience.You can only open any of them, but you are allowed to enter in only 2 doors.Choose wisely, for every decision has a price to pay in every bit of intention to choose.These doors represent every aspect and edge of your personality. It's path depends on which side you would like to hold on for eternally.When you go beyond these specific doors, you can always turn around and go to the other one.If you dare to close the door in that room you're in, you can never open it. It remains locked for the rest of your life.It opens a double-edged sword. For when you close it, you can not come back, so you are trapped and pushed to go for the exit.If it remains open, you can always be in different places, but still trapped in not knowing where to set your own way.Ei

It’s you again When do you give time to ask yourself that you could be anything?Does it come once or twice in a day?Perhaps a year or more?Still, do we give time in knowing what is and what should never be?You can find many things in life a bit confusing.They'd give you migraines and a whole lot of diseases you might attract because of stress.Due to the fall of the object, you can discover and question the gravity of your worth.However, you can go for a bit of a time being in the connection of limits you conquer.This is another poem where I want to speak to you again.Please fill out the spaces with any of your answers.For all the time you spend to take and give for yourself, you must know your significance.That the world is distant when you're not around to explore your space.And in any sense, your literal self is your literal self-crushing pursuit.But would you let it take you down from its hook of your choice?I had an average day that you

A letter & a shoulder There are specific situations that we could always endure and try to run away from.Yet we don't get to be in the time of the day where all is limitless.There is always an answer at the back of your head and sometimes under the bed.It can be anywhere. Hard to find but worth it to have.Hey there!I know things have been really rough.Situations can be too tough to handle but you have to be there for when it comes easy.So I guess you've been having a not-so-good day, right?I heard there was a bit of a problem that you got into.Somehow, why did you even have to act to it in a violent way?It may not go smoothly as what you expect but it would turn out great in the end.So what happened?Do you need a shoulder to lean on?Come on, even if you don't say it I know what you're thinking.I'm a part of you and I know everything you've been going through.Even the simplest pain can be the one that would impact you the most in your entir