Unknown But Seen

It is such a burden to find peace and misery in silence that it costs half of your limbs to even swallow it.

No rays of the sun can wake up your mind, no chirp of birds, no lovely breakfast shall do it, no heart could convey greater love to ever heal your rotten grief.

Only you can find peace within you and in a world filled with so much havoc, peace should be over value because misery can swipe at any time.

Nothingness in return for something grave than death—to live mostly unknown but seen.