We cope differently.
It is not ez to walk away from what was familiar, from what was safe.
No1 said it was gonna b ez leaving and throwing what you trusted with ur eyes closed shut.
But what if sumthing that u trust THAT much cud hurt you so bad?
What if that 1 thing that made u happiest, wud make u sad?
What if the days that U lived for, is gone?
The cessation of FOREVER going on?
Cud U go to slp at night?
Or wud even darkness seemed too bright?
Wud the duvet that U slp on be a painful reminder,
Something that you will cry over and make you ponder?
That when pple tell u how good u look,
It juz reminded you that ur effort paid off, everything it took.
Juz to pretend that it is ok.
That behind those painted smiles are juz plain lies.
Of what was once happiness.
Of those that was shared, the thoughts that was beyond honest.
Everyday.. you tell urself it'll be alright.
Everyday a reminder of how much you have tried.
Of how even then it is not enough.
And. Again. You pretend.. you even laugh.
But onli God knows.
How much.. How much it hurts so bad inside.
Why you hide so much from everyone.
So no1 will know.
So no1 can come close.
So no1 can hurt you.
You say today will be different,
but you know deep down it'll be the same.
To someone else, this is just a game.
That you were onli, but a name.
A headache can be cured with paracetamol,
A sorethroat with lozenges & thymol..
A backache with a ketotop.
But a heartache? Maybe too much time & lots of crushed hope.
{the riddle of red}
