Breakthrough

"So someone free me from the cage inside my mind!" Hello everyone! Today is another day to read a well written poem. I mean, when is it ever not?lol!  On today's episode of who hurt who -not that I have any episodes like this on my page but okay- we have a poem titled COLOURS OF DEPRESSION.  Jokes aside, I  dedicate today's post to everyone fighting demons in their heads. What demons? Nice question.  Most of us go through a lot of tough  times in our lives. Sometimes, we feel like everything is too heavy for us to bare. We overthink about almost everything. Sometimes we can't take the next step without wondering whether or not you are good enough for that step. Hey there, I see you.  I see your struggles and your pain. I want you to know that you are not alone. All your anxiety and insecurities, I see it all. I don't know if you'll believe me when I tell you that it gets better but it does. Although it may not feel that way but it won'...

Welcome back to my blog. If it's your first time here don't worry, this is also my first time being a little serious with it. Therefore, my guess is that you haven't missed much. Today's poem is titled Soft Spot. Having a soft spot for something means having a strong afffection or liking towards that thing. This can make you do things you wouldn't normally do. We all have a soft spot for something anyway, right? Or  even someone. Do you think that having a soft spot for something is a weakness or is it a strength? I'm curious, do you have a soft spot for someone? Or something?  I hope you'll enjoy my poem                                                            SOFT SPOT           It's a soft spot for a bleeding soul Did I tell you about my secret? About the desires in my heart? Was I...

 WHERE IT HURTS She has her faith in you, She has her trust in you, For you, she'd die a million times, For you, she'd make a million rhymes. All her wealth all her strength, She'd give you all without a doubt, But no one cares what she does, So you hit her where it hurts. She buries it all, endures it all, She falls apart, she breaks in whole, She tries to climb, you pull her down, She drops a tear and yes, you won! To herself, she keeps it all, Hides her pain and smiles to all, And no one cares how she feels, So you hit her where it hurts. "I believe in you" you say, " believe in us" And for believing in you she'd pay, because it's all just a talk. "We are one" you say, She'd barely see your point, Since she'd give and give, but you 'll hit her where it hurts.