One of the most tragic feeling is realizing that how much you are going to miss the little passing moments while you're still living in it.

Maybe someday someone would look upto my words and say 'If only I could be there,I could've saved her'.

So many words left unsaid Someone was broken Someone was dread With every scar he ever felt Remind a story no one ever tell

In a world full of stories, You are my favorite piece of poetry

She never cried in the light but the mask fell off in the dark

No one can believe he left, without a single word Taking his last breath You didn't see but he already know Death was awaiting for him to take him home

Names may take different echoes from time to time

If you will always sit in the light, how will you learn to admire the dark.