Deep down in my heart I knowHow much it’s hard for me to belongEither to someone Or to somewhere.Because it has always been there in my heart; the desire to make a world of my own out of everyone I meet or everyplace I go.And maybe that’s why it has never worked out for me to belong To any place or to any other person in the whole world But myself …

This world has never failed to disappoint And it has its way to teach me that the best thing you may do is running back to yourself Make a therapy out of your favorite things;Read for your favorite authors,Listen to music,Write love notes to yourself,And enjoy solitude between the walls of your room.The world is so cold outside, so learn to enjoy the warmth of those details you have always had but never learned to appreciate …

She has always been fascinated with silence.For in silence she could sit and breathe nothing but the truth.She senses all the unexpressed feelings, the unsaid words, and the rotten untold stories in her chest.For in silence she embraces her solitude, she puts her pieces back together and creates a world of her own where she’ll always choose to live in and simply enjoy …

May god embracethe mess in your head, The chaos in your heart And the flames in your eyes.For you were never meant toBe loved in pieces Neither chained Or even understood .You are a piece of art And a piece of art is only meant to be admired, desired, andKept away from anyone or anything that may mess with such kind of Magic…

I have never feared death,Nor the fact that my life will come to an end one day.All I’ve ever been frightened of is to be a walking dead or that one morning I may wake up with no aim to be alive.It scares the hell out of me that maybe one day I’ll lose my desire to love, to dream, to have hope or even to smile.I don’t fear to be dead, I fear to live and not being alive…

In the darkness I sang all my angels to sleep So that I could awaken this beast inside It’s terrifying the way I am making so much peace with my demons and Cruelty;That I no longer feel any shame to hide …

Angels keep weeping in her soul;For the way they couldn’t save her from herself nor the devilish things she does unwillingly love…

Angels keep weeping in her soul, for the way they couldn’t save her from herself and those devilish things she does unwillingly love…

Isn’t so scary that the person you used to daydream about is the same one who left you with so many nightmares?!