GodWith cruelty and despairThe world runs its waysWithout remorse, nor justiceNor reality for the sickWith white curtains and blue wallsThe ceiling lightHe writes awayAt the horror befalling.The sheet is his canvasA single white worldThe pen is his masteryTo ruin it in black.The moments of freedomHe expresses in his storySweetest satisfactionBefalling the plot.He's locked in this room,No doors or escapeHe'll write 'till his endand not stop after even that.His tears create sorrowHis smile creates serendipityHis frustrated scribbling creates the warsBut then ends them as well.When will he stop?Noon
The 10 ReasonsWithout hatredWithout pain..A world I wished for.Without plaguing depressionWithout my own selfish needsYou brought to me, Understanding my reasons.Everything was beautiful for a short timeMy heart was ready to bloom, a rosebudAnd you were the thorns that protected me, my ProtectionLeaving reverence and pain to those who dared tread on my love.I feared but you didn't barricadeMy only thought for the longest time was your PatienceNot one person could compare to yourTo the love I felt, unrelenting though it would hassle me.Companions through trialsThrough scorching firesThrough twisted feelings and Adventure alik
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