Miserable whisper are the scariest,in a matter of time it could make you to take your life in you’re own hand. Possible solutions are for you to die and set your soul free. Insanely rythem of your blood will stop then, your body’s paleness justify the calmness. At last peace . But what about you’re rage you suppressed within your cold fuzzy heart , for too long, layer after layer of your dark rage ragging over your dead chest. The lies you used to dominate your own sorrows , anger, dispute with “alright’s” , “it’s oaky’s” , “I am fines’s”, now hammering you. It won’t set you free even when your dead. You need help , but is it possible to help yourself when you are already dead?
Now shame is on you , your regretting of not liveing your life to it’s fullest.
It might have saved you. Now you’re slowly sinking to a world of web from where you can never set yourself free.
Far away a glittering light you can see but can’t touch. You are tied with iron shakel . And you make a wish. You hoped , you believed, but couldn’t see .
You wish from the dark to God to bless his shine upon his children so that they become strong and live not like you who died , who scared from a Misery.
” No matter how hard your life is , it is a blessing, be strong and fight for your peace”. – Amlan Biswas
Eventually we all have to die one day so do something good,have no regrets. Devine shall bless you with light.
Madness 