Withering petals of my hurting heart

Coward

All through my life

I ran

I ran away from situations

I ran away from people

I ran away from emotions

I ran away from relations

I even ran away from myself

But for what?

To come to a point

When I can no longer decide

Whether I want to live

Or to die

Craving something that was

Nothing but a beautiful lie

I hide myself behind the

Turning pages of my books

Finding comfort in the frozen words

And solace in my imagination

But I've been hiding for so long

That now I've forgotten how to get out

My eyes do not recognize the world anymore

My heart does not feel the familial bond anymore

All I get is a cold intimidation

Emitting from this hellish world

Which paralyzes my soul

And makes me uncomfortable

I do not want to belong to this place

Where there is nothing but sorrow

For I know I don't deserve much

But I definitely deserve more than this hellish home.