Endometriosis

Lonely nights and the sounds of desperation,
Desperation of you to feel the closeness in me,
Where it last years ago,
Sweet sound of my breathing,
Makes your heart beats fast,
Trying to control but you can’t resist,
The pain in me, might take my life someday,
The pain I gave, might take you away someday,
I can’t blame you for the sickness I have,
You can blame me because you’re a man,
Nothing is painful than a blind judgement,
Nothing is painful than the distance I made,
Your each intimate touch,
Your each love,
Is a thousand stabs for me,
I can’t shout but I can cry,
The dark room won’t reflect my teardrops,
But it’s okay,
The pain will disappear within my tears,
All I do is give you a smile,
And all the desperation in you, will gone in second,
I’ll close the bathroom’s door,
Open the tap water,
Let the flowing sound conquers the echo,
I’ll squeeze my hands on my mouth,
I’ll bite my teeth harder,
And scream without you hearing a single voice,
So I stopped,
I stopped stabbing myself thousand times,
I stopped screaming and crying behind the doors,
And you stopped,
You stopped showing your desperation,
You stopped showing your interest,
And we stopped,
We stopped,
Loving each other.

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Black heart

The day I born was the day full of sin,
Trying hard to be lucky,
But cursed to be a evil,
Sorrow hidden beneath the soul,
Pain became a part of happiness,
Crime became a way to show an expression,
Guilt was never part of inner instincts,
Killing was a easy fix,
Shadows was invisible,
Eyes are covered by darkness,
Mind are conquered by the devil,
Standing here like a stone,
Thinking, but empty-headed,
There’s no turning back,
There’s no rebirth,
What I’m today,
Is what, I am today,
A person with a black heart.

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Horizon

Growing up wasn’t easy for him. He leaves his passion for the one he loves. He couldn’t fight with his higher expectation parents, who want him to walk on the same path which they walked these past 50 years. All he wanted was to be an artist, he wants to perform, he wants to show the world, art is beautiful. He failed his passion for them. For rest of his 30 years, all he wanted to leave home and broaden his passion, but each time, he failed. He failed to persuade, he failed as an adult and he failed as a son. 31 years passed, and all the desperation showed him the only way, the horizon of; suicide.

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Puzzle

Your past will not decide what’s in the future,
Your future will not decide what’s in the past.
What you have written will not decide your fate,
What fate has written will not decide what you’ve written.
Failing doesn’t mean you have lost,
Losing doesn’t mean you’ve failed.
Rising will not prove you’ve won,
Winning will not prove you’ve succeeded.

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Essence

My essence is my teardrops,

Each teardrops contain toxic,

Which falls into a black hole,

Where sorrows stucked in my soul,

I cry out the pain,

And the pain remains with,

My essence of my teardrops.

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The Voice -PartHundred- #250words

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I always believed in one chance and one love, which did happen but didn’t last forever. Life gave me another chance to be in love. Its all started with a voice and it ends with “THE VOICE” of my heart. Oh and about Amy and Brad, oh just forget it!.

The End.

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The Voice -PartNinetyNine- #250words

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“Everyone, meet Steve, my boyfriend”
Wait. What did she just call me?
“Its George’s birthday today”
“And the accident?”
“Cliche Steve! I ask Amy to lie, if not how would I know that..”
“I love you too, Claire”
We kissed, finally! But what about Amy and Brad?.

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The Voice -PartNinetyEight- #250words

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“Why are we going to C’s house instead of the hospital?”
“Hmm, Brad why are we going to C’s place?”
“You told me to Amy!”
“How can you be this moron, Brad!”
“Guys!”
“We reached, let’s go in”
“What the…”
“Hurrmm!”
“C! Amy told me that..!”
“Let’s go in”
“But..”.

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The Voice -PartNinetySeven- #250words

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“Steve! We need to go to Claire’s place, now!”
“Wait, what happened?”
“Its Claire, something happened and George!”
“Can you please tell me, Amy!”
“They had an accident and its..”
“It’s what?”
This is not happening, this is not happening. Please God, please.

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The Voice -PartNinetySix- #250words

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“She’s not here, isn’t she?”
“She will, maybe not today”
“Claire, let’s just move on”
“Guys, I think we should go inside”
“Ya Brad. Amy lets go”
Office never seems to be this quiet. Her desk is empty. All these years, how didn’t I realize that she’s the one.

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