Scattered Words , Shattered Souls
ϲɑӀӀ ʍҽ հҽɑɾԵӀҽՏՏ
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
Ɪ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ᴍᴀʀʙʟᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ,
ɴᴏ ᴅᴏᴏʀs,ɴᴏ ᴋᴇʏs, ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ.
ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴᴄʜ-sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ,ʏᴇs ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʟᴇss & ᴅʀʏ.
I built my walls in marble white—perfect, impenetrable. No doors, no keys. Why would I need them? Opening up? For what? To hand someone a blade and watch them carve scars into my soul? No, I learned early. Keeping people out is the only way to stay whole.
My heart doesn’t clench when they cry. Tears? They’re just another tactic, another game. I've seen it too many times—people weeping, begging, acting like their pain should matter to me. It doesn’t. Why should it? Sympathy is a currency, and I don’t deal in debts.
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴅ
ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ sᴛᴇᴇʟ,
ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ,ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʟ.
ɪ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ
ɪ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ғᴀsᴛ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇ's ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ,ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴀsᴛs.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢʀɪᴇᴠᴇ.ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇ?ɪs ɪᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ?
Cold? No. Steel. Cold breaks under pressure; steel sharpens. They call me ruthless because I don’t play by their rules. Because I don’t sugarcoat reality.
I learned young. I learned fast. Love? It’s never permanent. People don’t love—they use, they take, they abandon. And I? I don’t chase illusions. I don’t grieve the inevitable.
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇss,ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴡɪsᴇ.
Sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴇs.
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʟᴜᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs,ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ-ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ.
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇs ғᴀᴅᴇ.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ.,ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ.
They whisper my name, hoping I’ll turn, hoping I’ll care. I don’t. I see through their lies, their apologies, their empty words. Regret? Tears? Too little, too late. I’ve already made my choices, and I don’t look back.
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ,
ɴᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴇs ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇᴋ.
Sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏʀʀᴏᴡ,ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ PAIN
ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ,ɪ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ RAIN
ʜᴇᴀƦᴛS ᴍᴀʏ ʙƦᴇᴀᴋ,ᴏƦ ʟᴏᴠᴇS ᴍᴀʏ ᴅɪᴇ.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ Ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ-ᴜɴᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ & ᴅƦʏ
A king doesn’t bow to the cries of the weak, nor does he seek love in fragile hands. Let them drown in their own sorrow. I walk alone. I own the storm.
You may hate me, You may break, But me? I will stay. Unmoved. Untouched. Unbreakable.
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
ʄʊʟʟ ʋɛʀֆɛֆ ȶօɢɛȶɦɛʀ
ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄
Ɪ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ᴍᴀʀʙʟᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ,
ɴᴏ ᴅᴏᴏʀs,ɴᴏ ᴋᴇʏs, ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ.
ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴᴄʜ-sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ,ʏᴇs ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʟᴇss & ᴅʀʏ.
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴅ
ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ sᴛᴇᴇʟ,
ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ,ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʟ.
ɪ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ
ɪ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ғᴀsᴛ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇ's ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ,ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴀsᴛs.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢʀɪᴇᴠᴇ.ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇ?ɪs ɪᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ?
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇss,ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴡɪsᴇ.
Sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴇs.
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʟᴜᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs,ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ-ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ.
ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇs ғᴀᴅᴇ.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ.,ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ.
ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ,
ɴᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴇs ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇᴋ.
Sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏʀʀᴏᴡ,ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ PAIN
ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ,ɪ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ RAIN
ʜᴇᴀƦᴛS ᴍᴀʏ ʙƦᴇᴀᴋ,ᴏƦ ʟᴏᴠᴇS ᴍᴀʏ ᴅɪᴇ.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ Ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ Ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ-ᴜɴᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ & ᴅƦʏ
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they are just some 🗑️ soo just Ignore them and Say I DON'T GIVE A FU*K ABOUT YOU GUYS (🗑️)think whatever you want but iam not going follow your those Garbage RULES
2025-02-23
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≛⃝🌹ꪻ᭙꠸ꪶ꠸ᧁꫝꪻ ꪀ꠸ꪀ꠹ꪖ ꪜꪖꪑρ꠸᥅ꫀᦓᦓ❄
Wah it's really amazing both poetry and explanation are perfect ✨
I really liked it 👍🏻
2025-02-23
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𝑴𝒔. 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕
Why does this give villain vibes? 🗿✨
2025-02-23
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