Poetic Stuff: Love And Lie

Reflection

I'm standing in front of you.
There's a gap between us and it's real.
I can feel my own breath.
Proving me I'm still alive.
Our hands touching each other.
That touch feels cold and fragile.

You stare at my eyes,
I stare at your dead ones.
Unexpected tears running down your face.
Did you feel the hurts?
Yes I feel it.

I know you want to hold me tight.
I know you want to say everything's alright.
In a flash you're cracked.
Your cracked more and more critical.
Your panic face, your desperate cover written on those cracked.

I don't want to loose you.
You don't want to loose me.
We're trying to grab each other hands.
But it's too late, it's too late.
No one can help us!
No one can save me!

I'm screaming and screaming,
But what I see is only you.
You're the one that screaming.
I just stand there and stare at how you're screaming.
Screaming like you're possessed.
Possessed by the demon himself.

I feel tired staring at your cracked.
I want to help you so bad.
Mr. doubtful reminds me that I can't.
Mrs. Gutsy mention me to touch it.
Yet I want to try to help you escape
From the cracked that trapped you inside.

I try to touch your face,
With the help of Mrs. Gutsy.
Yet I'm afraid it will broken into million pieces.
Afraid of what happened next.
You pulled up your hands.
Our fingers touching that cold surface.

And you're not broken!
You smile at me,
that grateful on your face.
Telling me how happy you're.
I just stare blankly at you confused.
Did I save you?
Yes you're.
You're the one who save yourselves.
You're the one who can make your own happiness.
Be yourself and love yourself.
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