Author: Ria

poet at heart who aligns with the wicked and the savior

Confession #06

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I don’t want to be one of those married women who have their husbands cheating on them repeatedly whether they are okay with it or not. I’ve met married men who came up to me trying to initiate sex, companionship, and benefits. These men chooses to cheat but always came back to their wives. The married woman who knows his infidelity and let him do it as long she knows is … I mean they deserve so much better than that. They shouldn’t tolerate such behavior, including those who don’t know about his infidelity.

All I’m saying is that I know I deserve better but always scared that this guy I’m dealing with is cheating on me for someone else. Also, I just don’t want to get hurt again.

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Confession #05

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Suicidal thoughts had been part of my life since I was a child. I always been fascinated by death. I even thought of million ways to kill myself. Niagara Falls has been a wonderful idea to die because it looks so beautiful to be drowned into I thought. This feeling had been so constant that it feels too much sometimes. Most of the time I lost it flow right through me but other days it keeps coming back wave after wave. It’s like there’s no way I can escape from its embrace. It feels too strong to be ignored.

Give Me A Reason

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When I left

I reminisced about us

The memories that we shared

The laughter

The smiles

We made each other happy

I came back

Because I wanted you in my life

Then you broke my trust

Now things have changed

I can’t trust anyone anymore

I don’t have any beliefs

Now I’m stone cold

Because I chose you despite what others says about you

But now you choose yourself

That hurts the most

Your ego is so big

That I cannot fulfill

So why should I even try with you anymore?

Give me a good reason

Before I leave you for good

Done Believing

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You told me to decide so fine. I decide not to believe in anything anymore. I don’t believe in love, faith, hope, or God. Once you believe in something, you will get hurt. And I don’t like getting hurt. So it’s better to pretend everything is okay even though it’s not.