TEZO DIGITAL

Please tell me something, and do not lie. Is something fading between you and I? I've noticed changes in the recent past and waited patiently, hoping it wouldn't last. I give everything I can give you, but what's given back seems long overdue. You say nothing is wrong and you are just fine, acting as if the problem is mine. Something is different, not like it was before. I'm doing my best, trying to restore The way we showed love to one another without crowding you or trying to smother. I just need to know if one thing is true. Do you still love me as much as you used to?

Why do I stay when I want to go? Is it because I have hope? Or maybe it is because I don't want to be alone. I stay and all I do is complain. Complain that I might be going insane. Insane of the thought that it might be my fault. But who is to blame? Is it me or is it him? Neither one of us will go. Although we know we must go, All we do is ignore the pain Of all the words we exchange. I know I must go, but I don't know. If I go, I will be alone. But why do I stay? Only to hear him say, "You're to blame for all my unhappiness and pain." I know I'm not to blame for the choices he has made. So I stay, hoping he will grow, Grow in love and be consoled knowing I will never go.

Hey I have a few things I need to say to you. I know what I've done. And everything I'm about to say is true. I woke up this morning. All I could think about is how I disgraced you. I'm sorry for what I've done and I feel like I've misplaced you. I know how serious it is. It hurts. But believe it was a mistake. I know you don't deserve this. The decision is yours to make. I swore that I'd never hurt you. But I've proven myself to be a liar. I'd do anything to make it up to you. Because no one can take me higher. You're the only girl I want to be with for the rest of my life. All I can think about is what I've done, it cuts more than any knife. If I'm being repetitive. I'm sorry. I just want to get this out. What I did is not who I am. I love you. It's not what I'm about. I love you too deeply to throw this all away. I didn't mean to hurt you. I still know what I did though. I do have a heart. And this wasn

When did my feelings get so deep? Why did they take that big long leap? Going from friend to crush, What a rush, And I don't think she knows. Since when did her smile make me go weak? Since when did her tears make mine start to leak? Why does this happen when I'm always so strong? When people called me Superman I guess they were wrong, And I don't think she knows. When she talks I can't help but watch her lips, To notice their shape and curves when they dip. Wait, why am I looking? I don't even know. And I can't help but wonder if she even knows. Her beautiful eyes are nothing like ours. They're so deep and bright; you'd believe they were stars They pour forth emotions in raging rivers. They could make even me believe that Santa always delivers, And still she has no idea. Her body is perfection, though she denies it. It makes my head spin with every glance I give. She could put any man under her spell, But she doesn't kno

One of the things that I remember the most about being younger is the fact that I had no confidence in myself. I’m not saying that just to sound like I understand what it feels like, I really had absolutely no belief in myself or my abilities. Basically, I thought I was worthless and not good at anything. ​However, when I think back at it, at least it made me understand one thing or two about confidence. You may be trying to undersatand why exactly you’re not confident, but you just can’t get it. It seems like you’re doing everything right, but you find yourself asking “Why the hell I’m I not confident ?” ​If you’re eager to know why you’re not confident, here are the most probable reasons. ​ 1.You treat people’s opinions of you as facts ​Basically, if someone says something negative about you, you automatically label it as a fact, without thinking that it’s just what someone thinks, which means that they could be wrong. To give you a clearer picture, look at the dictionary

My wife was a prostitute. It all began 8 years ago when I was dumped by my girlfriend. I had just graduated and came to know that my Girlfriend was to marry a rich NRI. He was wealthy as hell. Owned couple of restaurants and petrol pumps in Delhi. Moreover he even owned 5–6 cars, all SUV. It broke my heart to see my girlfriend taking the Pheras with her new hubby. I did attend her wedding, but left soon. 2 months down the line I shifted to Mumbai. Got a job, rented an apartment with another guy and tried to move on in my life. I would drink and smoke excessively. I picked up the habit of sitting in this Ladies Bars. I was lost in a world between reality and chaos. I did not know what I was going to do in my life. I was brought up by a single mother who had died during my college days. My grandfather and grandmother took care of my further education then. I was lonely and I was lost. I was a heavy drinker and smoker and I couldn't focus on work due to my ex girlfriend. I visit

I have a master of an evil kind. He totally controls my body, soul, and mind. At first he was fun and cool, But soon I became his fool. A victim without a chance, He took my life in just a glance. He's so sneaky and full of deceit. I wonder why we ever had to meet. Thanks to my master, I am now someone I hate. I used to have a life, and it was somewhat great. Now all I do is cheat, steal, and lie, And then lie in bed praying to die. Still I can't leave my master for any reason. He's too strong and his control is never ceasin'. He's the one I run to when I wake. I can't rid him, even for my children's sake. I used to be loving, caring, and enjoyed my life, But that was before my master took me for his wife. Everyone says I don't look like the type. They can't picture me locked in my room smoking a pipe. I once was a pretty girl from the South, But now I am left with teeth rotting in my mouth. My master says, "You'll neve

I gripped on so tightly despite the fact that my palms were sore and burned. My nails dug deep onto the corroded strings to give myself a better grasp, to give myself one more hope that I would succeed.  A tear rolled onto my cheek, but I didn't care; I had to stay focused.  I used to tell myself, "I need to stay focused"…but after a lifetime of being oblivious torture, I let go.  I realized that you didn’t care and so I stood up and walked away from you - that stupid rope of hope and everything you had done to hurt me. And… I started to live again

All it took was a single swipe. The acceleration of my heartbeat, the hitching of my breathe were both a testament of how much your words affected me but of course you wouldn't know. You never saw me. Not as I wanted you to. You see the curve of my breasts, the roundness of my butt, the fullness of my lips, the wetness of my intimate parts and all thought goes out the window. Your touch is deceivingly gentle your wordscoated with all things sweet. My heart in your hands I failed to see the malice in your eyes, the possessiveness in your hands, the wicked curve to your lips. The strength in your hold. You held on so tightly that I broke Thank you for breaking me; isn't that a line from Sinead O'Connor? I never understood it before. It used to sound like permission, albeit retroactive, to hurt someone. I get it now. Only a lover can wound so deep, cut to the very core. That level of trauma has to be an inside job. You broke me and watched me bleed. You saw me fail t

What Did She Do To Me... I want to stay away from her and deny this feeling . Open a  new chapter and try to forget everything Deep down I just want to hate her. seems Im not trying. Every time she smiles I keep on falling. What did she do to me? Everytime I look at her I become weak I relapse she really makes me sick For the love unrecipricated I can't stick But everytime she laughs I keep on falling What did she do to me? I don't want to fall in love with her She turn me into a pendulum Everytime my feelings get swindled ? Back and forth I keep on falling What did she do to me? When I wake up I think of her every morning I try to ignore, her beautiful face keeps knocking I suppress my feelings so i can keep going Her late night calls, I keep on falling What did she do to me? Can we be enemies I would wish to ask? Or strangers if that's a difficult task But we are friends forever so Im stuck We hang out I keep on falling. What did she do to m

Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, Masks that I’m afraid to take off And none of them is me. Pretending is an art that’s second nature with me, but don’t be fooled, for God’s sake don’t be fooled. I give you the impression that I’m secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name and coolness my game, that the water’s calm and I’m in command and that I need no one, but don’t believe me. My surface may be smooth but my surface is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing. Beneath lies no complacence. Beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness. But I hide this. I don’t want anybody to know it. I panic at the thought of my weakness exposed. That’s why I frantically create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope, and I know it. Tha

I've been writing way since I knew I could write filling piles of books. I did all that and never wanted anyone to see them. And I would get angry if you did read any of my poems or anything I've ever written. Because I was afraid of being judged or whatever people will say. The system taught me being in the middle is the safest place to be. I'm the student who always knows the answer and stays quiet . I knew I was weird buh I had to act normal. I lost myself in there just to be like the others. Strangers might be knowing  more about me than my friends because Im afraid they'll judge me. Okay maybe strangers also do judge buh its better. I won't see it. For a fact i know is don't try to divide the sea like Moses you're not Moses, Just build a bridge, make your own boat   or  swim accross the sea. I ask people how do they do it? They even don't know. It's like it just happened to them that they don't care about other peoples opinions? I can dr

Beautiful Daughter. Your so beautiful buh you haven't realised it. Desperate for love. All you want is a long lasting relationship. Real Love. Real Affection. Someone to be always there for you. Buh All you get is heart breaks. Harsh situations. Fake Love. All the guys you Truly Love end up leaving you for no reason. And you think it's your fault thats happening to you alone. All your friends and happily enjoy there 5 anniversary together. It hurts I know. You are in abusive r/ship buh you can't leave because you want to keep your reputation to people. Or you don't think someone will love you anymore if you leave him. He beats you up every night and you still there holding on to 'love' You're Low Esteemed and depressed because you don't get what you want while others do each and every time. You so jealous of them buh still congratulate them.  You want to turn into a hoe and  go all your feelings out to the world buh something is holding you back.

We suffer alot in cirmustances where we could ask for help. We lie to prove to our ownselves that we are strong on our own. No one can make it by himself, there is always someone helping May be in prayers which he may never know. Stop taking it all by yourself, what are friends for? This is a problem that I also suffer from, I'm in town stranded, I dont have any fare to get back to college, may be  I used up all the money I had doing something else, Or I Lost It. Instead of calling  my friends  or calling home for help, I decide to walk back to college. I can do it. In the back of my mind is, may be they don't have it. Or im bothering them too much.They are busy doing something else. And i dont want to look needy. Im lost.I dont know the direction to a certain building and still I'll walk in circles for hours and hours Where there is an alternative, ask for someone who knows the place and get to the building faster. Thats my habit I don't want to bother any

Hey beautiful you used to be everything to me. A home to me and in your  arms i felt happy. Seeing you made me smile for no reason. And smiling back at me tickled my heart. Looking into your eyes made me someone else I had no control I really didn't know who I was.    Still now i can't remember who i was. Every single day I was falling in love with you I enjoyed the ride it was like falling into a pit. It was the greatest feeling I was never scared or worried I had all my trust with I wont hit the bottom. You are so big hearted So caring so supportive so humble so  beautiful looking at you made me so emotional. How you  looked out for me, Fighting my battles I was like a Kid to you. Looking at you was everything  mostly when you're unaware im looking at you while you're doing some chores. You're just pure of heart amazing gorgeous. Im out of words I cant explain you're just perfect. You saying My Mood affects yours. And you  wanted to see me at my b