Last words

If I die,

Don’t shed a tear for me.

Don’t talk about me, good or bad.

Don’t say what I could’ve done 

Who I could have approached 

How you could’ve been there 

When I die, 

Don’t pretend, coz you weren’t there.

Don’t attend my wake. 

Don’t talk about me, coz you didn’t know me. 

When I’m gone, 

I will be free at last. 

Free from the fake friendships

Free from the fake relationships

Free from your fake empathy 

I don’t need your sympathy 

When I die,

Your words won’t hurt me no more 

Your actions won’t cut deep like a knife in my back 

Your betrayal won’t punch the air out of my lungs 

Your gossips won’t bruise my soul 

Your blatant hypocrisy won’t make me shed tears of blood

While you fake mourn my death

I will revel in it. 

Free at last from a world and its people 

Free from shackles that bound me

So say whatever you want,

Know that your knives won’t touch me anymore 

Fault in our stars

 

In shadows deep, their love does lie,

Two hearts entwined, beneath the sky.

A man betrothed, a woman fair,

Their love a secret, too much to bear.

Forbidden whispers in the night,

Their passion burns, an eternal light.

But society's chains bind them tight,

Their love condemned, out of sight.

They blame the fault in stars above,

For this unrequited love.

A cruel twist of fate, they say,

That keeps them hidden, far away.

In quiet moments, they confess,

Their love a flame, a sweet caress.

But in the harsh light of the day,

Their love must hide, forever stay.

So they pine in silence, hearts torn,

Their love a secret, never born.

For society's judgment they fear,

Their love condemned, forever near.

In shadows deep, their love does lie,

Two souls adrift, beneath the sky.

Forbidden love, a tragic tale,

Their hearts entwined, but to no avail.