Let's see

 Another attempt to write a poem! Wish me luck!

There's a truth behind every betrayal.
Should I prepare myself for your betrayal to come?
Concealing visions of hell,
my own hell of thoughts....

Screw it, I can't write anymore. Useless words for an ominous
silence that beckons me, time and again...And, I can't ...I wish I
could write something...anything...For once again, i wish i was that
innocent girl...I'm too tired..again....No purpose beneath those words
of misery and I feel...I don't know what I feel! In such an apathy
condition again and there's no one there to blame..and I hate myself.
I hate you..me...us for being sincere to each others 'cause it hurts..
so much...to know the truth..your inner thoughts..your lust for pure
dignity...I was special or that's what I thought and I kept smiling to you..
for you...every single time...We could have worked it out! We can work it
out...trust me..please....I'm not begging you..therefore, I want you to believe
in me and therefore in you.....

Moments like these I think I am utterly infatuated with you. That's why, I
guess, I can't write! Am I egocentric to think in this way? Kinda pathetic..
That should not be a reason. For you I am the one who deserves to
take a paper and write on it. So simple! Well, wish it was!

I'm not a writer, an author, a poet...God, not even close..Maybe, I should
stop crying my heart out and take a nap..but...I can't...it's too early and I
desperately want to write something...for me.....

I thought poetry was pure...I was wrong.....nevermind.....I'm alright...or
at least I was...