“Anxiety is way louder than it sounds, I want to speak but i am short of breath.”

I’m sure stars and moon run out of laugh, every time a lover promises pluck one of them.

Now that i am numb, i crave for pain.

Flowers only wither to bloom again. So shall you break, only to be whole again.

The wars you create, will be fought by your children, for the people already dead.

I will calm my heart with time and turn us into memories.

Stars must be fed up of hearing your name every time they fall.

Someday your pen will write a revolution. Until then, write your pain.

What a waste of scar if it doesn’t remind you of strength.

So many people around you, none like you.

More you are hurt, more you have the power to heal others.

Forget soulmate, just find someone who makes you happy.

Too many goodbyes. This girl has mastered the art of letting go.

Tell me my flaws, i’ll show you its beauty.

And when i left, i left behind bit of heart, soul & love.

Some hearts are as fragile as paper, in a world where everyone breathes fire.

You taste love once & exhale destruction forever.