The Burning Soul

The Burning Soul

It is hard, very hard to pretend
That you are normal, absolutely so
When inside your heart screams of pain
And is lying shattered, broken into pieces
It’s wicked out there and I was an easy target

Every morning, I get up to face a new world
But within me, I am that same old thing
Half dead n half living the life of a near-dead
It is like acting. Alive when the lights are on
Near dead and in pain when otherwise

You know what hurts the most
When your love makes no difference to none
NONE at all
So I set you free to do your own thing
Follow your heart, lead it to bliss

Missing someone dear to you is the new routine
I miss you – profound but just a sentence for you
Some sorrows refuse to get buried in time
They refuse to heal and hurt all the more
They grow stronger, each passing day

When you love people, they have a power
Power to hurt you and destroy you completely
They break you into pieces and shatter you
Till they are sure that you cannot get up anymore
Can’t love them back anymore

But I still do. I still fall in love
Be the angel of their lives
Give them a reason to live
Till they hurt me and twist the knife, deeper this time

And get my wings burnt and my soul, near dead

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