II He comes softly, Not with chains or knives, But with whispers that say “later.” He steals not gold, But the glitter of done things. Dreams left sleeping, Plans half-built, Songs unsung in the mind’s attic. II He wears no mask, For he looks like comfort, Feels like rest, And calls himself mercy. But when the clock wakes, He’s gone and so is your moment.
Knowing what your partner is capable of is a self building confidence on its own. It gives a sense of alertness to spot when things go the wrong way easily.
In relationships, we often get carried away by fleeting desires for what we don’t truly need, and in the process, lose what our hearts genuinely long for.
I It whispers in shadows, a voice made of smoke, Promising failure with every word spoke. II It paints walls of doubt where light should appear, Building false prisons to chain you with fear. III It says you’re too broken, too weak to survive, That dreams are for others, not yours to revive. IV But fear has no substance, it fades when you fight, A shadow dissolving in truth’s steady light. V So rise when it calls you, don’t bend to its choir Remember this always: Fear is a liar.