Built with bars of lies, false hopes and obsession, love is a prison in which you are locked in by your own self.And the sad part is, the gatekeeper is no one but that one person you call the definition of love.The person whom you gave your heart away.And that person did nothing but made you lock yourself in. And you know what? You’d only hurt yourself when you try to break out of it. Cause, of course, the prison was built by no one else but you. You don’t realise that the key to unlock the prison is not some metal, but you yourself. And when you do realise that, you should have the courage to lock that person in same prison you made and never look back. Let him know what dying everyday feels like.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s