For some,
they bleed to the core
Their blood is dripping down at all the places that people can't see
Their scars sing songs people can't hear
Their lips carved smiles that people can't recognized
Their eyes are full of lies that people can't detect
Their body is the biggest prison they can't escape
Their wrist consists of lines that manifest their struggles
They embrace death while still breathing
And for some,
God is their best-est friend
They play with the demon that live within their mind during their free time
They honor the shadow that makes their body its living room
They welcome loneliness with open arms because loneliness hold biggest piece of themselves
A piece that is too big they don't even know themselves anymore
They like being in a high place, or small space, or darkest area
Because it can induced fear
And fear means living
And for some,
Saying 'no' is a sin that they can't commit
Putting themselves first is the only thing that they don't know how to do
They live in a perimeter that need validation from others
They tried to find someone to fight this lonely war
Even though they know that this war is the kind of war they can't win
They just want someone to be there during their last breathe
To accompany them til the end of their time
Or maybe
They are already lost
As they are living but not quite for themselves
For some,
They forsaken their God to save themselves
They want to believe in Him
but He despises people like them
And the stories of Hell is addressed for people like them
So before God abandoned them
They rejected Him first
Because they too deserve some space in this world
Even how small the space is
Even how hard this life is
They too want to equate breathing with living
P/S Please comment if you like this. It can be a motivation for me to improve my writing and write regularly
