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A friend that never leaves. A lover who won’t ever disappoint. A loud laugh that echoes through weeps. And a silver lining that finds its way through the dark. Dear self, I’ll be all those things you’ve helplessly and tirelessly looked for But sadly never found. Dear self, Whenever you lose hope and get knocked out By this cruel and mean world; I am here to assure you that all the beauty, strength, love and sparks are there deep within Within your loving soul …

Among all those things I count to hate you are the only exception…

Angels don’t live in hell “ He whispered “And devils are not welcome in heaven though, but I found a way to let you in “ She said out loud “It’s all about effort “the sky ended their argument. And she won again …..

Angels keep weeping in her soul, for the way they couldn’t save her from herself and those devilish things she does unwillingly love…

Angels keep weeping in her soul; For the way they couldn’t save her from herself nor the devilish things she does unwillingly love…

As long as no one gets tired From hiding behind one’s self, Let’s keep on playing this silly game of pretend That we no longer fear what tomorrow hides And That our Yesterdays left us no aches in our cores Nor chaos in our minds … Let’s just pretend

Avoid those who are always hungry, who only know how to take and never give anything In return. Avoid those who need to shatter you into pieces in order to feel whole. Avoid those who disrespect you, mistreat you or underestimate your intentions. Avoid those whom you have to speak in their language in order for them to listen. That you may forget your mother tongue somehow. Avoid Avoid And avoid anyone that may cause you confusion, self-wars and a less peace of mind …

But darling, I wish that I could tell you all about it. tell you about the battles that I’ve fought alone, the darkness that has swallowed all of me, the moments I had to pretend that I was strong and unbreakable while my heart was aching inside, and I wish I could tell you how many times I’ve been left so empty because I was such a fool to pour all of my heart into another human. Would you stay here with me and listen without having to leave..?

But darling, when you get to finally realize your worth and sit standards to everything you allow or accept in your circle, It will be much easier for you to burn bridges, turn pages and fight only for what’s worthy of your time and energy …

But darling, You can’t keep swallowing your pride in order to feed someone else’s ego and calling it love …

But girl! Why don’t you exchange your old books for new ones instead of buying dozens and just throwing them on the shelves? “The bookshop guy asked. I smiled at his wrinkled face while I was grabbing another book “believe me its’ a better idea and you can save a lot of money “said him again. I moved my fingers through the dusty pages and said; but these are the words I failed to say, the different worlds I could’ve not live, and the stories I’ve never had the chance to be told. This is me, my passion, my faithful company and my only legacy. My daughter will find her mom through the marked lines, she may not like them but I know she’ll be rich and free enough to choose her own. “God bless your library, it has been made with a lot of love my young lady “the old man proudly said

But I’ve looked devil in the eye and I saw heaven; I felt safe I felt home And I wonder if he was coward enough to hide beneath his demons Or I was too blind too blind for love that I did sing all my angels to sleep….

But maybe it was always about those small details you didn’t give a damn about; Your mother’s smile in the morning, your best friend’s silly piece of advice , your sister’s endless jokes and laughs, the Me time you choose to spend with your favorite books and music, or the deep conversation with that special one. Maybe this is life, this is happiness, and this is everything that ever really matters …

But maybe your outside of the box is someone else’s cliché …

But my walls were so high for a coward to climb …

But one day she realized that she’s never meant to be another toy, she is always meant to be the game. Its all players and the one who puts the rules too….

But there is no light at the end of the tunnel to see. I think there is no hope left for me. I wonder how many miles I have to walk through. And if there is a miracle coming to hit me somewhere out of the blue …

But those who caged her in order to protect her from monsters, didn’t notice that they are making a monster out of her too….

But we’ve spent a lifetime being afraid of making wrong choices that we have never had the guts to make any. We’ve wasted our days worrying about what may happen next that we’ve forgotten to enjoy what’s really happening. We’ve stayed where we should’ve left. We cared for what we had to ignore. And we’ve built many walls around ourselves to an extent that light has never found its way through our darkness. In a matter of fact, our worst enemies and most monstrous demons do live inside us, and they lay right in the back of our heads or in the core of our chests …

But we’ve spent a lifetime being afraid of making wrong choices that we have never had the guts to make any. We’ve wasted our days worrying about what may happen next that we’ve forgotten to only what’s really happening. We’ve stayed where we should’ve left. We cared for what we had to ignore. And we’ve built many walls around ourselves to an extent that light has never found its way through our darkness. In a matter of fact, our worst enemies and most monstrous demons do live inside us, and they lay right in the back of our heads or in the core of our chests …

-But what other people will …? - Screw other people, screw what they think or have to say about the way you choose to live. Screw what they expect you to be, screw their rules and screw their set of wrongs and rights too. You do not get it dear, but all what other people do is shattering you into pieces, they take what suits their perspectives or needs and they’ll leave the rest of you as if it’s something never worth it. No one knows you whole but yourself and the only one whom you should give a damn about is yourself…

Cry your heart out little girl Cry ‘till there is no tears more to shed Cry ‘till there is no demon screams through your head Cry ‘till all your pain is washed away Cry ‘till there is no more aches left from yesterday Cause darling that’s how beauty is grown again, for simply a piece of art is made by nothing but patience and a feel of pain …

Damn the tunnels and fuck those who wait for the light at the end of it, Darling; Just stop wasting your time and learn to be your own kind of light …

Deep down in my heart I know How much it’s hard for me to belong Either to someone Or to somewhere. Because it has always been there in my heart; the desire to make a world of my own out of everyone I meet or everyplace I go. And maybe that’s why it has never worked out for me to belong To any place or to any other person in the whole world But myself …

Drowning in silence; for in silence I shall never be disappointed …

Heaven has never been a place, heaven is just a feeling...

He lost his mind trying to understand hers. He set his heart on fire so that his love could warm the coldness of her heart. But coldness and numbness were just walls that she hid behind. And it’s kind of strange how the woman who holds the love of the world in her heart, she is the scariest to love….

Here’s to all the strong women out there! Who stand up for themselves and face the world with a heart of soldier. Here’s to all the passionate women out there! Who won’t let the world stop them from achieving their dreams and doing the things they love. Here’s to all the independent women out there! Who have been there for themselves and show that they can. Here’s to all the unbreakable women out there! Who have been knocked down for countless times but they find a way to rise and stand up again. Here’s to all the women in this world You are beautiful, you are worthy, and no one has the power to dim your light ….

Her pride is bigger than your ego, Sharper than your ugly words And it has always been there for her to walk as a queen; No matter what her pretty eyes have ever seen …

Hesitated and uncertain He left the doors behind him Half closed, Naively she kept them Half open Waiting for his hands to hold. But it’ll come the day when he comes knocking , looking for the coziness and calmness In her home. But she won’t be there! Because she closed that damn door hard, changed its locks, let go of him, and moved With her life …

I am homesick for a place where silence is the only language, love is the only religion, and freedom is not something to be fought for…

I am just tired of all those who understand nothing but do judge anyway. Of the way humans are being treated as things, Of all the hatred and bitterness that poisoned our societies. Why humans can’t just be kind and good to each other? Is it that hard for us to live together in peace?

I am not my winged eyes neither my soft skin, I am the stories you just couldn’t read in them, I am the bruises, I am the scars that burdened deep within. I am not my pretty face, I am the weird expressions that caught your eyes. I am not my laughs, and I am not my smiles, I am the weeps and sighs that you couldn’t hear. I am not my silence and I am not my wise words, I am the screams and curses that lay under my tongue. I am much more than what your eyes could see and I wonder if you would still fall in each world is hidden there inside of me …

I exhaust my body throughout the day, And I don’t get enough sleep at night. I swallow the words I have to say, And let my thoughts fuck up my peace of mind. In a matter of fact; I’ve been the one who tired me the most and I do owe myself many apologies …

If I’ll ever have a daughter, I’ll teach her that beauty is found in no beauty salons or fitness centers, but that beauty lays in those thoughts she chooses to fill her mind with. I’ll teach her that she was born free and no one has the power to prevent her from her right to choose, to take a stand or even to fly. I’ll teach her that love is no fancy dates or morning texts but that love is all about feeling safe , making effort and respect. I’ll teach her that pride and confidence are the most glorious things she may ever wear. And I will always remind her that she is a queen of her own kingdom, and a queen allow nothing to miss with her crown …

If there’s one thing I’ve learned from those storms I’ve been through; is to always walk out of each one as a warrior, as a survivor, but never as a victim …

I gave up on you Not because I couldn’t keep fighting But For the way you kept blaming on these colors I have in my pocket, Though it’s you who were a color blind …

I have a love / hate relationship with things and places the same way I do with people. And I’m getting tired of this place, feeling as if each corner here is asking me to leave; Leave and never come back again …

I have been wasting my whole life guiding other people home , to the extent that I’ve lost my own path , and I’ve taken many wrong roads to places that I’ll never belong to …

I have never been scared of the darkness, not even a little bit. In the dark you hear nothing but the truth, you see nothing but real faces and naked souls. On the contrary I’ve always been afraid of the light, where people talk about everything but never say a thing and wear a fake skin; because they do know that there is an eyes watching or judging them here or there …

I have never been scared of the darkness, not even a little bit. In the dark you hear nothing but the truth, you see nothing but real faces and naked souls. On the contrary I’ve always been afraid of the light, where people talk about everything but never say a thing and where they wear a fake skin; because they do know that there is an eye watching or judging them here or there …

I have never feared death, Nor the fact that my life will come to an end one day. All I’ve ever been frightened of is to be a walking dead or that one morning I may wake up with no aim to be alive. It scares the hell out of me that maybe one day I’ll lose my desire to love, to dream, to have hope or even to smile. I don’t fear to be dead, I fear to live and not being alive…

I hope you become the peace you’ve spent a lifetime to find ...

I hope you fall in love with someone who treats you right. I hope you fall in love with someone who kisses your scars, kisses right where it hurts and make you feel alright. I hope you fall in love with someone who knows how to make you laugh. I hope you fall in love with someone who’ll never make you question your worth or the fact that you are enough. And darling, I hope you fall in love with that one who’ll let you sleep peacefully at night with no doubts that may eat you alive…

I keep flipping these wings no matter how it’s hard for me to fly. As long as they keep on moving, I know someday that they’ll be able to reach out the highest sky. Cause I believe in their strength, In the way I have never given up on them Or on myself at the first place …

I may close both eyes and yet I can see so clear, since heart does it all for me, and it’s my choice, it has always been my choice to pass things by. Acting so dumb and blind because either those things have never mattered or the people who’ve done them are not worth it anymore…

Inside of my soul they lay One twisted devil and hundreds of angels pray. So whenever my devil sings its gloomy song through my mind, Those angels gather and whisper through my heart; Prayers of hope and peace that my soul rises upon the highest sky…

In such a world where girls are always raised on beauty alone and the way they have to be anything to impress their surroundings or fit in. I will teach my daughter how to always know her worth ; cause knowing her worth will guide her where to settle , whom to fall for , and what to defend. I will tell her how beautiful her soul is, how attractive her laugh is, how sexy her intelligence is , and how her heart is kind and soft to be always loved .I want to teach her how to fall in love with everything she is, before anyone else may do …

In that small town of old women and angry men; They teach girls how to speak in a lower tone How to nod their heads and not dare to say no. They teach them not to walk alone in empty streets. They give them hundreds of rules for how to love, live and even dream. They color their worlds in black and white; so that they couldn’t paint ones in their own. And those who dare to ask questions, to argue, to refuse and change! They have been called hoes, bitches and men wanna be Disobedience; that’s what they call it in my society …..

I remember standing on the window at night, Waiting for my falling star ; so that I could make a wish or two. Only as I grew up did I realize that this has never been the way to make a wish comes true