I LIED...

I promised my sweetheart i'd never tell a lie,
but anytime i did, i moved to my right.
mine eyes become red, like a cloth dyed,
i embrace the dark in fear of the light.
guilt upon my conscience, burnt like the fries,
clothed in a regalia of plight.
a great doubt that i'll grace the skies,
sliding away is my fantasy of delight.
i swore to my betrothed that i shan't lie,
but i did, now shes but a memory, because she died...

#Life

Life is so beautiful that you can't over-emphasize it. Blow up myself? no way, what will then happen to those whose destinies are tied to mine to make the world a better place? if some people are not thinking of the future in this perspective, then there is something wrong with the fabric of our existence.
Obviously, love is imperative because when you give it, you get it and vice versa (i mean for hate too). If i dont get love for too long, i might decide to commit suicide, and of-course take some people down with me.
Moral? show love today, and you never can tell, the future may be in your fragile hands, with God speed...