i miei pensieri

how strong are you? how strong are you, to fight those tears, sadness, without getting help, smiling and holding back the grief. how strong are you, ignoring, living like nothing happened. faking all the way. how strong are you, to embrace thyself, with faults and weaknesses, to appreciate everything. how strong are you, even in this disaster, a soul, with things to offer.

thoughts that won't go  Nothing can dim the light that shines from within, but what if all that is shining is relishing you from all the positivity. Sometimes seeing good only brings you pain without allowing it to happen.  Hearing happiness, I chuckle, not that I don't want, happiness itself is a deception. so wanting something that is deceptive, defines me a fool, yet I crave for it. Train your mind, allow it to see, let good consume bad, let go of the waste. my thoughts, wandering, a temperamental mind.

state of commotion, alluring and enticing enough to drag you into dungeons. feeling aloof. a topsy-turvy path, rough and less traveled. here I keep brooding, reached a deadlock. escaping not an option, wishing an unconscious state forgetting everything acting like nothing ever happened. yes, something still aches by and by nothing I tried soothes it. maybe I will find something within this dungeons. remembering every bit of laughter,  but along comes your insincerity. Into the darkness I prefer, for I cannot trust the light, promising merriment. grabbing myself into nowness,  trying living or surviving, not sure.