2021
written by: CappedX
@BMarshmellos
People are dying,
Living in the loneliness who don’t.
Truth is lying,
Ripping everyone before they choke.
An incense burning,
Blamed for the fire in Jungle.
A cry of pain,
Silenced forever in a cell.
Cigarettes smouldering,
Buried in the coffin those who smoked.
Who you’re running to,
Who you’ll turn into.
When sailor has the holes in the boat.
A pocket empty for blood.
Lurking for a human heart,
The butcher of the world.
CappedX
Born and raised in the rural areas of India, always surrounded by a racist, closed and stereotypical society, I developed the interest in art and curiosity. I evoke the questions people always ignore and run from. I debate the overlooked topics which do have a huge impact on humanity. I bring new ideas to discuss. To give my ideas a platform, I created BitterMarshmellos, a place to put my writings together. I write articles on philosophy, common beliefs, mental health, but from a fresh perspective. I blend two ideas together to show the relationship between them. Apart from articles, I also write poems, do illustrations, click photos and edit them, and make music.
