yoonsea-yoon

[yoonsea-yoon]

The world is full of liars,

With smiles that hide their cruel desires.

They tell you love will set you free,

That hearts can dance in harmony.

They whisper sweet, deceitful vows,

Promise a warmth that never bows,

And for a while, you start to soar,

Believing in love, wanting more.

But when you give your heart away,

They twist it like a game they play.

With every touch, they slowly tear,

Your dreams and trust vanish in air.

They break you down with cruel delight,

And leave you shattered in the night.

For love was never meant to stay—

Just a weapon they wield to slay.

Now all that's left are broken seams,

A soul that's lost within its dreams.

The lies they told were sweet, at first,

But left me drowning in the worst.

-Yoon

[yoonsea-yoon]

They whispered of a world so bright,

Where kindness reigned and hearts took flight,

A place where dreams could freely grow,

And love would heal what we don’t know.

With gentle hands, they touched my soul,

Made me believe that we were whole,

That in the end, the good would win,

And darkness couldn’t live within.

But then, one day, they slipped away,

A shadow lost, a fading ray,

And in their place, the world turned cold,

Its bitter truths began to unfold.

The promises they gave me burned,

Now all I feel is what I’ve learned:

That kindness is a fleeting dream,

And hope is just a hollow scheme.

The world is cruel, its heart is stone,

And I am left to face it alone.

They showed me light, then left me blind,

Now all that’s left is hate to find.

- Yoon

[yoonsea-yoon]

You start writing with perfect grammar, feeling like a literary genius… and by the middle, it’s more like ‘a toddler’s first draft.’

[yoonsea-yoon]

Sometimes I make my characters so unlikeable that I start judging them like, 'How did I even create you?' Then I remember... oh right, it's my brain doing the damage.

[yoonsea-yoon]

I speak of demons, deep inside,

When they ask, I cannot hide.

Their voices rise, their shadows creep,

Yet still, the world won't let me sleep.

I share my pain, my darkest fears,

Each word a wound, each thought that sears.

But when it’s out, it hits the wall,

A hollow echo, that's all.

They hear my voice, but not the cry,

The truth that lingers in my eyes.

I lay my soul bare, raw and frail,

Yet it feels like wind against a sail.

I tell them of the weight I carry,

Of nights too long and hearts too wary.

But all they see is what I say,

Not the storm that won’t fade away.

So I speak again, yet silence grows,

They don't see me, they never know.

And in this echo, I remain,

A voice that calls but feels in vain.

- Yoon

[yoonsea-yoon]

Biggest achievement as a writer? Writing something because I was bored, only to find out it inspired someone else to start writing. Turns out, boredom is a secret superpower!

[yoonsea-yoon]

Sometimes I come up with the perfect plot in my head, feel like a genius... then I sit down to write and it’s like my brain hit ‘delete.’ Why did I think I was brilliant again?

[yoonsea-yoon]

Being an author means carrying around your own emotional baggage… but at least I can dump it all on my characters and make them deal with it instead.

[yoonsea-yoon]

In shadows deep, the anger grew,

A fire within, unseen, untrue.

It simmered there, restrained, contained,

In silence, quietly, it rained.

The world would not see the storm,

Just calm, collected, heart reborn.

But whispers came, and doubts did creep,

What lies beneath? What thoughts to keep?

The chains broke free, the silence cracked,

The fury rose, no turning back.

A torrent wild, a raging cry,

Unleashed beneath the silent sky.

And when the storm had had its say,

The world just stood and turned away.

"She's mad," they whispered, "out of place,"

For peace, she’d worn a shattered face.

But in that fire, she found her light,

The quiet rage that turned to fight.

For once, the anger held no shame,

It freed her soul, it gave her name.

Crazy, they say, for breaking free,

But in her heart, she’s finally free.

YOON---

[yoonsea-yoon]

Have you ever felt while writing, you get excited, inspired, and think, "This is it, you're on the right track!" But then, out of nowhere, you lose all hope. The motivation fades, the excitement vanishes, and suddenly you can't bring yourself to continue! That moment when your creativity just seems to vanish, and all the progress you've made feels worthless.

[yoonsea-yoon]

H...E...L...P!!! 😭😭

[yoonsea-yoon]

[yoonsea-yoon]

I started writing to escape my chaotic brain, thinking no one would ever read my "shitty" work. But here we are, actually people supporting it—and now I’m ridiculously happy and interacting with them all. Who knew my mess could be so appreciated?

[yoonsea-yoon]

Apparently, I'm a sadist when it comes to my characters' love lives. But hey, overthinking has to go somewhere, right? If their love is doomed, it's only because I’m secretly working out my personal emotional baggage through them.

[yoonsea-yoon]

From Lovers to Enemies: A Story of Passion, Obsession, and Betrayal

Have you ever imagined a love so deep that it consumes every fiber of your being? A connection so unbreakable that even the world’s chaos feels insignificant? That’s the kind of love they had—possessive, passionate, and unconditional.

They were inseparable, two souls bound by fire, willing to face any storm for each other.

In a tragic twist of fate, they went from holding each other close to standing on opposite sides of the battlefield. Lovers turned enemies. Their love, once a sanctuary, became a haunting reminder of betrayal and heartbreak.

And yet, deep down, in the quiet moments between their battles, they still see glimpses of the love they once had.

This is the story I want to tell. A journey of love and loss, passion and pain, where every word bleeds raw emotion. Would anyone dare to follow their journey?

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