#bookblur

Tell me when did you fall in love with your sins? When did the crimson red running down your arms become heaven instead of hell and when did the lies become a bed in which you laid yourself down willingly, one covered with thorns yet you only focused on the roses , a house of shadows and of curses to which you should have shut your ears off to but you sat down and listened , sang along to the chorus of despairs and laughed at the pain which drenched you like a never ending waterfall. They told me angels turn bad too and then they’re called devils but looking at you makes me think that angels never existed , it was always just the devils , disguised in a certain way , till the world breaks them enough , like an egg hatching , till the devil comes out, forgive me lord for i have sinned , after all , I’ve always been but a sinner .

A fact about me is

I can’t write when I’m happy

The only way for me to

Write about happiness is

By making it all sad

Like a curse

All good things come to an end

You don’t miss something you have

Till it’s gone

‘I was so happy till ’

Oh god , Disney lied

Happy ever after doesn’t exist

Enjoy the moment

Until it’s time to mourn it

You know when you’re thinking about it

And smiling

But deep inside you

You wish you could go back and relive the moment

Be that happy again

Feel that happiness again

Laugh as hard

Love as hard

But hey , you can’t

So you start mourning the moment

Wishing it back to life

We’re all a little bit cursed

Why do happy moments

Have the power

To make us sad ?