“And Even If We Never Talk Again, Please Remember That I’m Forever Changed By Who You Are And What

Sometimes we feel pain,sometimes we are in pain❤..

I told you everything about my life, except that I left out one part of it

You had asked me why I refused to let anyone into my life again

I never told you the reason and now I will never be able to tell you why

For you have gone away and will never be coming back

I regret not sharing it with you but I have to realise its too late now

Perhaps as you watch me from above, you will be able to understand

I wish there was a way for you to give me a sign that you forgive me

And that no matter what, you will always watch over me and guide me

- N.R.K.

Don't look for magic or to get some kind of momentum in your life some days u would be like a ferrari ,somedays u might feel like maruti 800 it's life adjust ,learn and adapt stop complaining about merits and demerits of others..

Who will replace me in the void you left?

Who will give me solace from the chaos you set?

Who will tell me that I don’t need to wait?

Who will set the stage for the world to be perfect?

We all lie and carry a burden on our heads,

Pretending everything is fine—

It’s human tendency to impress.

Control ur mind before heart start's controlling it..

It's hard

But it's not

Too late to

Do that..

Often we say ,

We haer that

I am very strong

I don't care

I can handle any

Situatins,any condition

Not physically

But mentally

But deepdown inside

We all are weak in

Controlling our feeling

We think from mind,

But it become dangerous

When heart start's controlling

It.

It's difficult to control

Ur thought's ,but it's three

Time more difficult to control

Ur feeling..

So it's never to

Late to get a new start

Forget about yesterday

Think about tomorrow..❤

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Addiction,

It’s an ugly thing.

But it’s what happens when

us addicts don’t know how

to heal in a healthy way,

don’t know how to feel

in a healthy way.

We pop pills,

shoot up,

smoke up,

drink up,

just to feel anything other than

what we’re feeling.

We rely on our dealers

as if they’re giving us the

breath of life we need in

order to survive.

It comes to a point where

it isn’t fun anymore,

but becomes a way of survival.

Addiction is repeatedly calling

anyone and everyone who can

get you drugs.

Doesn’t matter if it’s 3

I’m the afternoon or 3

in the morning.

Addiction is doing things

you swore you’d never do,

it’s doing things that you

never imagined or saw

yourself doing.

Then you get so disgusted

with yourself,

so you use more and more

and more.

You get caught up in the

the chaos.

Addiction is wanting to quit,

but not wanting to be sick.

Addiction is using just to

function.

You think you have it all

figured out.

You think you have everyone

fooled.

But sooner or later the party

has to come to an end.

Either by getting clean.

Going to jail.

Or ultimately, death.

Living clean is hard.

Staying away from drugs

is easy.

It’s learning how to come

back into the fold of

society that’s hard.

Every day a battle to stay

clean.

But a clean lifestyle

is better than numbing

the pain.

“I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself did I know who I really was.”

— Unknown

Disappointment in life

Has made me realize

That everything fades

When life hates.

Numbness in the eye,

Pain in the heart,

Day by day,

Me and myself were

Getting apart.

Health was low,

Feelings were high,

Mind was affirming,

"Let’s give it one

More try!"

A knock on the door,

Someone was to try.

I escaped, and it became

A choice.

some poetry is Bad, some poetry is Good, but I think that maybe all poetry is good in it's own way. like, all the poems evoke some feeling or texture or something. you can read feelings through poetry. and it's good that way