The first time I met you, I felt you're the good one for me,
But it turns out that you are the one who destroyed my all.
I am still drowning in pain, because I am your devotee.
My mind wants to be free, but my heart doesn't want to, I'm torn in a brawl.
Every second in a minute, it reminds me that I'm worthless.
Every December, it reminds me that you rejected me,
I can't help but to melt down and cry like an actress.
I don't know how long I could endure the pain. Maybe I should die instead, do you agree?
I'm tired, I'm always in my low, I'm alive but feel dead.
That rejection leads me to be a non-living creature,
I shouted but no one hears me, because they said I'm a fool-headed,
I drowned to the person that never loved me back, said by the accuser.
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Lesson: Do not assume. We don't know who's the good one for us or the bad one. We just need to go with the flow to life's waves. We should never rush things up as it will lead us to a painful, traumatic situation that makes you feel WORTHLESS.
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THE ANXIETIES THAT TAUGHT ME (A SELF HELP BOOK)
PoetryThe collection of original poems of mine, lessons I've learned through my own poems, and challenges I'd went through just to defeat my problems and anxieties. I wrote these pieces whenever the monster named anxiety tried to break my core again. Take...
