Digging the grave…

No one told me

The world is a scary place for the Lonely

I was taught to love and never let go

Love with heart and soul

And give them all

Every ounce of my soul

I eat, drink, sleep then dream love

But no one is inside or outside my window

I don’t cheat nor flirt

One would say I am not real

But I am

Living truly make me ache

For someone who would not be here

But I still love and hate God

Not knowing what he expect me to understand

Best things come to those who wait

But that is a lie too

Take it from me, it is just a phrase to pass time

Better to dig your own grave

When you got time…
~ Dakshi~


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