Baskadia

Angel in flame

Don't judge me yet Listen to my story first They caged and broken my wings Now all i feel is the unending pain from the blisters around my hands. Don't burn me yet I was just here to dine and wine But they stole my identity and feast on me. Now as I burn to dust, remember my face The next time you see me, I won't be the angel you once met.

From love to hate

From love to hate… As I witnessed my patience dropping to below 0°c My heart froze with bitterness and fume What kind Of love is this? That keeps going on and off Like a bulb with a broken cord Cold winter morning Freezing in my thoughts Confusion standing besides me with a big hammer Pounding my skull mercilessly into pieces As I begged this impatient hate beast in me to hold on once more Comfort zone? For a decade, I couldn't be found War zone? Battle of love and hate.

“I hate saying goodnight to you.” “I love that you're my last thought before I go to bed.” “I

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Letter to the Sadists.

Hey Sadist, life is not full with sadness. Try to be happy.