Strong manStrong manStrong man by DaimaRachel
You're afraid to admit it.
I know why but you don't.
You claim to be heartless.
You want everyone to think you're strong.
“Look at the manly man! Look at him go!”
That's what you want them to think.
But what about the truth?
You even try to deny it when you're alone.
Does it kill you when I'm in your room?
You keep lying to everyone but the lies don't work on you.
You want to kill the memories.
You want them to go away.
You claim to be heartless because you think it's the only way.
You say crying is for girls and drama is for queens but darling, it's okay to cry with me.
Silly liesSilly liesSilly lies by DaimaRachel
Those who claim to be heartless are the ones who suffer from lack of love.
The ones who deny love are the ones who need it the most.
SpoonSpoonSpoon by DaimaRachel
I saw a small spoon in a puddle.
Who did it belong to in the past?
A family perhaps?
Why did it end there?
It seemed lifeless, lonely, and sad.
I know it's only a material but somehow...
Somehow, I felt that small spoon in the puddle depicted our ending...
After the last heartbeat, we will become an unremembered spoon in the water.
Everybody wants the treat but nobody wants the...Everybody wants the treat but nobody wants the trickEverybody wants the treat but nobody wants the... by DaimaRachel
She ran as fast as she could with her skull painted face to ring another another bell.
“There's no one here.” She thought for there was no answer at the door but she was wrong.
An old man opened the door wearing a rotten smile. “Good evening, child.” He said. “Trick or treat?” She asked bathed in fear.
“Sure, my dear, but first, let's make a deal.” He invited her in and and after a few steps, she got lost in a trick.
No one knows who, nobody knows why but the skull painted face haven't been seen for a while.