Sad poems from personal experience

Rule Number One of singing the blues...

You must hurt in a soulful way. The way that binds you to another. I was into the blues far before I knew what it meant. Far before you taught me how to listen.

Your blues turned into my own. I did all I could to control it, to tame the way in which your dusk colored eyes peered into mine....

But you were persistent, and all I had so, I made the most out of it. For you. For me. For us..

Poems Collection written by Shruikan throughout the years about an obsessive unrequited love. Shruikan is long over the person but poems stays as well as the emotions they convey. There are some words and topic that may trigger some people so please read at your own risk.

Tell me.

Can you live with a broken heart all your life? Can you survive without someone by your side? Are you willing to watch him walk alone? Questions that always come to mind. Can't be answered out loud, with the reason it's not important. Hiding behind the real reason, because of cowardice. Just say I'm a coward. Then, can you come back to me like before? Am I going to fill your days as usual?

11:12 pm - 2:12 am

we stumble hundreds of people in our lives everyday and there's a reason that these people stay as strangers.

a story of an unnamed lady and a stranger that she met.

short story • romance. written by: MystiqueMademoiselledate started: 04.26.2020 • 1:07 amdate of first publish: 04.26.2020p l a g i a r i s m  i s  a  c r i m e

Dylan Steve Mark , to the world he was perfect , but he lived his whole life devoid love and embracing loneliness. The terrifying memories of his childhood broke his soul beyond repair. His pain and despair was a well kept secret even from his best friends who lit up his darkness filled life.One day Jennifer enter his life uninvited, with time she became the most important person to him. Without knowing who she was or what she wanted, he trusted her more than his life only for her to shatter the trust which was the only unbroken piece which remained in his broken life. It's not always necessary that you fall in love with the person who give you happiness, sometimes you may fall in love with the person who have given you nothing but pain to endure your whole life , but for you , the pain will be worth more than any happiness. Hatred can only be conquered by love that is the lesson from their life. This is not a love story but a story about love.

You are a keeper...

I fell in love with the boy who dragged his fingertips across my cheek and kissed me with cigarette smoke leaking from the corners of his mouth. Though, as unhealthy and scarring as he was, a beautiful pistol in himself, you knew you had to let him go. Deep, deep down.

He was the epitome of addiction.