To Lose Hope
I do apologize if I could see your warmth isn't an invitation to enter my chaotic life. You can't fix something who didn't know what is broken. Sorry if I could no longer fantasize the idea of hope, love and blissfulness with every stormy days I always had, — the consistency of darkness living inside my mind whispering loneliness. I am permanently marked with scars and I don't want the other half of your life get bruised by having me. I became hopeless and don't deserved to be loved by someone.
Please understand that I am trying hard handling my own battles and I don't want to add bitter ingredients to a fine meal of your story. You could see light but I am blinded with hope, — you deserve someone who could give you love more than what you think it is. And I am not that someone. We both need to be fixed but I lose hope — I'm living with it. I need to go and don't disturb your life again. Because a broken things can't be fixed by another broken material.
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PoetryI will find you in the deepest hideout of your scars or in an empty secret field of my longing metaphors.
