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  • beautifuldisastor 83w

    I'm trapped by the canvas
    Been locked up for ages
    Darkness is my only friend
    Creeps in at night whispers
    "No man can save you
    Nor yourself"
    No one can hear me
    Im burying my head
    deep inside the pillow
    Until my breath is away
    Been fighting with the reality
    Besides losing my identity
    Coward and wicked
    What they call
    What do they know how
    Cruel and shrewd it is
    To play the show
    Is it all in my head?
    Or an illusion?
    Shallow the outer I see
    But hallow inside of me
    My hands been numb
    My whole self too
    Stuck in between the 4 walls
    The corners screaming too



    -Neha spatika

  • beautifuldisastor 84w

    I love you, I love you too
    but no, I don't love you too
    I don't wanna love you,
    neither can't get loved.
    Because this isn't real.
    It's all illusion and illusion
    doesn't exist.
    People meet people
    it's a loop, a new love recycle
    suffering, crying and bearing
    had become a part of routine
    Being someone's forever is illusion
    perfection of illusion, the illusion
    of love that can neither be created
    nor be destroyed


    -Neha spatika

  • beautifuldisastor 84w

    UNSÅïD VØÎCËS

    My whole body and soul
    have been constantly fighting
    With each other, judging the
    perfection that's lying between
    them.
    Bodies have been hurt, molested,
    bruised,felt the pain. The souls been
    the one whos been swallowing it
    inside, trying to heal.
    Until?
    How long?
    Until the souls been dead.




    -Neha spatika

  • beautifuldisastor 88w

    Ah! With a beautiful eyes and
    dark shades inside in it
    Describing every part of you
    is creating a tiny bit of universe
    he's the sunsets in the beaches
    And the sun rises in the fountains
    The river that doesn't need no more
    rules to follow anywhere it go
    Sometimes a sinner, sometimes an angel
    A garish sun and white night of fun
    Shallow enough to break
    strong enough to build it back
    He isn't a king but an entire kingdom
    A creater and a destroyer.


    -Neha spatika