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  • insaneworld 10w

    random.random.random #life

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    If you are the depressed one
    raise you hands.
    My hands reach the heavens
    They touch the dreams
    and return with sleepless nights.
    I hold hands with anxiety
    they love me for who I am. *not*

    And I admit it
    That I am not open
    But where is the space to
    bloom inbetween the thorns?
    I have these athelets runnin' on my mind
    but they never win the race.
    I overthink when I'm doing just fine
    I underestimate myself.
    But isn't it cozy?
    Maybe.
    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 11w

    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 11w

    There is nothing to be ashamed of
    falling in love again and again.
    Atleast you tend to break yourself,
    Not someone else.
    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 12w

    //evils are decaying happy souls//

    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Reality

    2:02 a.m.
    Anxiety, notification bell rings
    Swipe her left, swipe him right
    Can't swipe away the rolling tears.
    Hello God, this is your step-child
    grown with darkness, poisioned sunflower
    I'm trying to find my reflection on the glasses
    But all I found was, a sillhoutte of disappointments.

    2:49 a.m.
    All the smudges around, are the ghosts of mistakes, and the orbs of death, somehow embellish this melancholic life.
    Is this what I have become?
    Dead masterpiece?
    I'm sorry God, I can't survive
    I have dreamt to live.

    3:51 a.m.
    There are therapists, promising me that they will medicate away my sickness
    Promises make me go insane
    because promises are meant to break,
    made for leaving sensitive humans shattered and discovered to lead them lost.
    I just want to be okay.

    4:30 a.m.
    I am a disease to my body.
    I have hold my insecurities like viruses
    I infect my life every second.
    This bleeding life yet dreams to paint masterpieces
    to spread the art of pain, of happiness in vain
    let these painful tears drain
    let this light faint
    What did I gain?
    Nothing.

    4:40 a.m.
    I am unhappy, I am smiling
    I am unsatisfied, I work hard
    I am dying, I celebrated my birthday yesterday
    I am helping, my worth is decaying.
    No one knows what is going up on my head
    there is a new kind of poision spreading on my brain
    and I still never chose to cure it. Never.

    7:00 a.m.
    Good Morning :)

    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 12w

    story of a lover.

    #temp #random

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    There was silence
    across the street of love
    the lover was found dead.
    There was a cup of coffee
    and a hate letter,
    bottle of tears and a suicide letter.

    I investigated his house of horrors
    found nothing but memories
    that were once worn by that happy soul
    and bleeding smiles that were left torn
    that were once embellished on his face.

    His energy shrouded me
    his stories started inked my emotions
    I felt him, sitting on the chair
    inking about my beauty
    and ended up writing a whole book.



    I felt the investigator entering my house
    of pain and sufferings.
    Everyone was silent
    in the street of love.
    There was a cup of coffee
    and a hate letter
    bottle of my volatile tears and my suicide letter.

    The investigator was looking at my diary
    where my memories were inked with joy.
    She was smiling with my smiles
    that were drawn childishly on the diary.

    I gave the investigator a warm hug
    to let her feel safe in this house of horrors.
    She felt if I was sitting on the chair.

    Yes I was sitting on the chair darling,
    still waiting for you
    to look at those glimmering eyes
    and end my book
    but alas! your hate letter read
    "My heart was tired of beating for you
    and I guess, now it is attracted to an other beat, sorry, bye"
    I thought you would love silence
    So, I silenced my heart.


    I'm glad you returned.
    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 12w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork

    Hi guys ! this is @insaneworld back after a reeaaalllyy long timeee.... ��

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    ©insaneworld

  • insaneworld 37w

    Wise men say,
    Love is more addictive than alcohol
    Once you fall in
    You're never you anymore ❤
    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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  • insaneworld 37w

    I am no stronger than you
    But I can bear the pain you give
    I know I am not enough
    But I promise I can stay longer for you

    ~I.W

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  • insaneworld 38w

    Naked emotions
    I used words to slit throats
    Speaking fire
    Shameless truths
    Naked emotions
    Inked on pen
    Look at the lust
    3 a.m. living on coffee
    Bursting stars piercing lungs to breathe enough
    Naked emotions
    Shameless truths
    Loves and promises
    Inked on heart
    Look at the destruction now
    Bursting sun burning the existance into ashes of perplexity
    ©insaneworld