Even now, some nights I lie awake,
Asking the silence—why me?
Still searching for answers in shadows
That never learned to speak.

Even today, I ache to feel seen,
To matter in someone's world.
I long for a place in a heart,
To be chosen, not just endured.

Even today, I break like a child—
Tears heavy with dreams that died.
I replay the moments I failed myself,
And mourn the hopes denied.

Only if they knew the storm inside,
The ache that never sleeps,
The rage that builds in quiet corners,
The wounds that cut too deep.

Even today, I whisper death’s name,
Not to die, but to make it stop.
To silence the weight of this pain,
To find a moment of peace—then drop.

Even today, I question it all—
Will I ever rise, ever feel whole?
Will I ever find strength in my scars,
Or forever drown in this soul?

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I had an encounter with me today,
While wandering alone through the maze of a crowded market
Couples hand in hand, friends in laughter,
Families, siblings, a world full of togetherness.
And there I was...
Just me, with a silence louder than the chatter around.

A flutter of feelings stirred within,
Why am I alone?
Maybe I'm still waiting for the unexpected,
Or maybe I never dared to give myself another chance.
Or perhaps…
I’m simply the strongest soul amidst them all.

Loneliness whispered its way into my heart,
And for a while, I felt low,
A little lost in a sea of belonging.
But then, I treated myself to my favorite dish,
And smiled between bites,
Saying softly,
Maybe you don’t need anyone.
Maybe you’re enough.
And foolish enough to wait for someone
who no longer sees your worth.

Maybe this,
This moment,
This ache,
This quiet strength,
Is what growing up truly means.

Maybe this was never sadness,
But a lesson wrapped in solitude,
A gentle reminder:
You are not meant to depend on others,
But to rise again with your own light.

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I cried the hell out of me that day,
Torn between love and a cruel dismay.
I saw how easy it was to be deceived,
Not by lies, but by what I believed.

I felt betrayed—without a cause,
By someone who never broke my laws.
He never asked for trust, yet I gave,
And now I drown in the love I crave.

A knife lodged deep within my chest,
Choking on words left unexpressed.
I wanted to scream, to let it all go,
To curse his name, to let him know.

And I did—oh, I blamed him loud,
But truth stood tall, unbowed, unproud.
Perhaps it was me, the fool, the dreamer,
Lost in illusions, a hopeless believer.

I built a world where he was mine,
Without his will, without a sign.
He lived his life, as he saw right,
And I was left to burn in night.

Maybe one day, I’ll rise, move on,
Maybe I’ll heal when pain is gone.
But this maybe—a chain, a spell,
This maybe has made my life a hell.

For maybe was all he ever said,
As I fell for dreams that he never fed.

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They saw her as average, just something to use,
A challenge to conquer, a pawn they could choose.
Toyed with her heart to spark petty fights,
Left her alone on the coldest of nights.

Jealousy’s bait, a game played for fun,
Left in the dark when their damage was done.
An option, a joke, a forgettable face,
Her worth dismissed without a trace.

Now trust feels hollow, love feels like pain,
Lost in a cycle she can’t quite explain.
Every smile feels like another trap,
Every word another slap.

She’s stuck in the hurt, can’t find her way,
Haunted by lies they casually say.
Still searching for peace that never arrives,
Lost in the wreckage of her shattered tries.

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Tonight, I climbed to the terrace high,
To escape where no one can pry.
Under the stars, so bright and clear,
The child within danced without fear.

The sky, a canvas of sparkling light,
Whispered softly, "Shine tonight."
The beauty above, after so long,
Felt like the world’s sweetest song.

For once, my chest felt light, at ease,
Breathing came with a gentle breeze.
No weight, no struggle, no pain to hide,
Just peace flowing deep inside.

Maybe it’s time to let go of the pain,
Of holding on to what’s in vain.
Maybe joy is what I’m meant to find,
Maybe God’s plan is kind.

Regrets, perhaps, are not my share,
I’ll live with love and breathe fresh air.
Under the stars, my heart took flight,
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be alright.

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Here she is again, standing in the dark,
Staring at the bright full moon,
Lost in the memories of a time long gone,
When that very moon brought peace to her soul,
A moment of quiet joy she once cherished.

Here she is again, remembering the excitement,
The thrill of full moon nights,
When it was more than just a sight,
But a connection to something greater,
Something that once made her whole.

And here she is again,
Hating the woman she's become,
Grieving the changes that stole her peace,
Wishing the moon could still bring happiness,
But now it only reflects the emptiness inside.

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You came into my life when I was least expecting,
A friendship so warm and connecting..
You always stood as a shield for me,
A fortress of strength,steadfast and free..
You were always there in my lows and highs,
A constant presence,a cherished prize..
Thank you for being the best,for being my uncalled peace,
Your friendship's embrace will never cease..
I promise to be the bestest friend of yours,
Through laughter,tears and life's open doors..

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She misses him a little more when it rains.
She misses him a little more when the sunsets are more beautiful than usual.
She misses him a little more when there is a full moon.
She misses him a little more when there are beautiful clouds all over the sky.
She misses him a little more when she hears the melodies they listened to together.
She misses him a little more when she sees a movie scene they watched together.
She misses him a little more when she has her tea alone.
She misses him a little more when she is happy.
She misses him a little more when she is sad.
Yes, she misses him a bit every day,
but all she can do is smile and just miss him.

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It's hard to breathe,she said
It will be fine with time,he said..
That shitt sucks,
Moving on is a muck..
It's been more than a year,
And I'm still here..
Nothing has changed,
Except the pain has become a rage..
She felt way too much,
And he pretended that he was unaware of her troubles..

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And sometimes I wonder while watching the prettiest moon in the sky,
Do you still watch it with the same spark in your eyes..?
And then out of curiosity with the most beautiful smile,
Turns back to show it to me,and reminisces for a while...

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