My heart goes deep, a place yours willn't go,
It speaks the tales of something, just a little of which you too may know,
Notice the word little as there is no limit to it being ineffable
The consequence is death, the path to which is agonizing
The reason can't be told, it may be contemptible.
Suicide isn't shameful, it's stigmatised like that
Only braves have the courage to attempt it being the only way to end
All the atrocities, hypocrisy, loneliness they have faced.
Tasting the Failure & Emotions facing the jeers of this world.
This one carries the same emotions as Intellect,
Bonds being shallow, them being hypocrits, narcissists,then pitiful but
just to carry it along isn't what I demand.
I demand nothing, having no chance.
Will be told to do so receiving the authority but
It's gonna end with me, die with me, reason not being told
Cause hypocrisy and narcissism will be always sold.
In the process to find them, your minds may stop
As my heart goes deep, a place yours willn't.
There is a hole inside which can't be filled, for which
Carrying multiple personalities seemed easy to compensate
It's a delusion being exact, death pulls you closer each second.
Path to which is a road not taken, can not be taken
Reality is a hell, moving forward is deception,
Droplets falling from cloud was what one could suffice for it
Nobody knows what's even being told here
In the process to find the meaning, your mind may stop
As my heart goes deeper to a place yours willn't go
This Hole stays forever which has no place else to go.
Nobody knows what one am passing through,
Nobody ever will.
It's gonna die with me, end with me, reason not being told
Cause hypocrisy and narcissism will be always sold
Depression is a small term, it's imposture.
Sacrifices are made through the choices you take,
A death Hole it is for the heart always.
Nobody will ever know the meaning of words being written,
It's gonna die with me, end with me, reason not being told
And in the awe/desperation to find them, your mind may stop
Because my heart goes to a deep place, a place where yours willn't.
Forgiveness isn't asked,
It's just a word
A word holding no true meaning
Just like hope holds for giving up.
Walking in the rain was best,
Nobody sees you crying there.
It carries the same emotions as Intellect
Bonds are shallow while hypocrisy & narcissism leads this world.
Being truthful is cruel, making lies an act of kindness
Deteriorating kindness proving to be a lie itself.
Anybody isn't supposed to understand these words because they wouldn't
Because in the process, your minds will stop.
As my heart continues its deepness to a place where yours wouldn't go.
PTSD is the worst
It shatters you whole tearing a lot
Death is not the consequence for such people
Because they are already broken a lot
All it does is changes the man inside of himself
You are congratulated at success
But not given support in failures
Not while you pass through the process of it
And that's why I will never be the same again
It's gonna die with me, end with me, causes not being told.
That shatters my soul.
Hypocrisy comes at second
All root for this sickness
The devil who strives all along
Upon a person who is all alone
One who not speaks, replies, stays all quiet
Tempting to be one like them is what they like
Changing themselves is a thing not nice.
Narcissism at third
One not spoken much of,
But followed the most
It's not to be confused with selfishness
Selfists carries emotions and emotions
While Narcissism is a disorder
It is taken to an extreme
Narcissists then were just Nazis
It covers the whole world now
Doesn't that makes us all Nazis?
One who don't want what you like
Then preaching for the beauty of nature
Isn't this called hypocrisy too?
Betrayal Comes At Fourth
Betrayal is the word which defies all lies
A word holding true essence to life,
It's said to be worst by friend,
For they turn enemies for the image they lust
It's a thing which can be termed business
But the reality is they use us.
Don't we call such narcissistic
For they are the one pessimistic
Perspective comes at last, but not the least
It's what makes you feel like a cheese
You are the one who do the vice-versa
But is it done when you are involved in such messa?
No, it's not, it never will be
Because all they have is just sympathy
And what's expected is no jealousy
You are the one who passed through it
But your mind never spills it.
What's demanded is a ton of gold
What you receive is a shattered soul
Isn't this an Unthought Betrayal?
But you gotta respect them (perspectives)
That's how you live.
Why act truthful if you are always kind
Isn't kindness already proved as a lie ?
It's all a money game
Product placement, featurement is the prime time entertainment,
It's a simple business economics, which is never short
Your views on these will be always mold
And that's how hypocrisy and Narcissism is always sold
To you, your family, & relatives already carries it
And all you have to do for the baton is to ensure it passes.
Death Hole is a Hole deep inside
Which asks of death not attempts it
Asks of Freedom but never gets it
It's a loop of death followed once in a while
Digging the hole deeper each time
Making it more unfillable each time
Something genuine is what I want
That genuinity cant be genuinely auctioned
It not being defied by Hypocrisy is what's decided
That's my belief which will be fighted...
This belief dies with me, ends with me, genuinity isn't sold
In the process of purchasing, your minds will stop
As my heart continues digging further to a place where yours wouldn't go.
Krish Mittal