When We Create Hurt

When We Create Hurt

Do you notice how ironic we have done

Creating an ache while happiness is what we want

Savoring every moment, however it last

Convincing ourselves to believe in lies.


We choose to always love the man

Whom in his love we know we are not in line

Waiting for something we know won’t arrive

Then end up crying late at night.


We always say, it is over

And maybe planned to move further

Yet we still stuck in this somewhere

Where we know idiots live forever.


We never listen to what our mind says

Because for us our heartbeat screams

Making us deaf and stay believe

In those things called impossibilities.


We are masochists in our every way

Creating the hurt that makes us bleed

We never stop loving, pretending and care

Even if we know it should end up here.


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