Last words of a bleeding heart

Last words of a bleeding heart

I stand strong and shield myself from others.
Everyone except you...
I'm stand naked, vulnerable to your every touch.

Everytime when your smile vanishes,
It pricks me.
When your frown turns into hurt,
It cuts me.
When hurt turns into tears
It leaves me bleeding

I'm torn apart again
It sucks.
It really does...
Especially when you are hurt because of my mind's work

Can you hear my screams?
Can you hear my weeps?

I am fading...
fading away........

pro mis es

Pro mis es

A 'promise', a simple 7-lettered word.
A 'promise', 7 different letters. It starts to get complicated.

A 'promise', a simple-complicated word, so often taken for granted
A 'promise', a word that is so difficult to be kept.

A 'promise', the most fragile word that ever exist.
Why? It can be broken without even touching it.

A 'promise', a powerful word that is able to make you feel guilty and hurt, all at the same time.
Broken pieces of promises cuts you deeply.

Well, you can either choose to pick up the broken pieces or leave them, but you can never run away from it.

Those broken pieces were those you used to hurt someone.

Now all you can do is to feel guilty and hope the broken pieces did not hurt you badly.

warning

A letter of Thanks...

Well, I realised for some reason, someone wanted to be ME for a change. I am deeply flattered.

To know that someone is replying my tagboard messages on my behalf when I'm out at war with my books. I am so relieved!

To that SOMEONE: Thank you so much for taking such precious time off your busy schedule to share my work load, but you know what, I don't need it at all. Try helping someone else.