Write about what kills you every night,
yet you find yourself alive the next morning.
Speak about the pain that ties a noose around
your neck when the long, dirty nails of insomnia
scratches your solace when you ache to rest in
the cradle of sleep. Show the world your scars.
It will attract others' scars and before you know
it, "Scars will become the new gen tattoo".
Voice the words you have always suppressed.
Earn the love, trust and dignity you want. Free
yourself from your own shackles. Life is short. It
becomes lengthy and suffocating when you
don't live it on your own terms. Don't adapt. It's
very outdated. Allow yourself to dream. Reign!
And ultimately, love honestly, live merrily.

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Express

Just express your feelings,
Be it verbal or written,
You just need to vent it.

The more you keep it inside you,
The more it gets worsened,
And it's you at the end who suffers!

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Just a vent.
(Caption)

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We all feel the pain
but lucky is he
who can vent the pain
through his pen.

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Happy birthday to yourquote in advance ❤️who had converted many noises in head into voices!!🙌

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old untouched unknown
unseen wounds too?
that we never told to or
understood by anyone?
that time carved on our heart
like a sculpture of melancholy?
And we worshipped it like
a divine light that rendered
through pain and suffering?
because they said
it makes us strong?
How much strong is
really that strong?

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Venting out your anger
Is not a revenge

Killing them with capabilities is.

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You feel hell when you think about them because they belong to hell, hence their mere name makes you experience the place where they belong.

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Idiocity is to people
What inertia is to things


Innate property..

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What a coincidence! A perfect chance to vent my wrath. I've been dying to tell how sick and frustrated I am with you giving me a cold shoulder. I wanted to be a good friend. That is all I ever wanted. I don't feel I'm an inconvenience in your laborious schedule. I didn't want you to chat with me for hours. I just wanted to you return my greeting back. But your infidelity is legendary. I know you must be thinking I'm acting weird and childish. You probably never got attached to me the way I was attached to you. And all those times you said "I trust you" sound like curses now. I think I've had enough. I won't let you disregard me anymore. No one means more to me than my pride. So I'll let you go. I won't perturb your bubble of your life

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