Lols you can't even talk
for the reason that
you'll relive that awful moment
and with every fragment of the past,
the pain hits different.
In all these, your feelings are visible
from your mien.
Yet unseen by the ones who care.
No compos mentis anymore,
It feels like you're hurt in a dry well
With all hopes lost,
wishing it had water enough to defeat you
with a brick tied to your feet.
Inspite of the people closest to you full of cheer and joy,
your bright and colourful universe now deem and pale.
As the dark clouds gather just before the storm, I see frightened tears hanging
from the tip of your crooked lashes
your eyes begging for ease
your heart hoping on solace to wrap itself.
The lady in the dark room whispering softly
like a friend with secrets to share
She's calling, calling you closer to that quiet.
Would you answer?

Dìsappointment, Disgust, Anger, Hate
These were what i could get from her aura
It was so thick I felt no comfort
I was the cause
I felt hated
I felt *****
I felt useless
I felt stupid
Truely one of my worst moments in life.
A chain reaction that didn't seem to end
My heart beating faster and faster
My stomach eager to empty itself
My head pounding
My eyes tearing
All these my fault. My fault. My fault. My fault.
Just as we said goodnight
My feelings were shown to be too far to be considered
She considers me rancid
I'm drowning in regret and remorse yet the water is being heated.
 A carefree joke a knife to her back.
I'm undoubtedly at my least right now.
So cold, warmth is a figment of my imagination
Sadness as real as the cold breeze causing my hairs to rise.
I need to be lifted but for how long will i wait.

Our history, present and future
Moments we forget to moments we remember
Living or existing time picks no side
At morning or at night no pause
Moments of emotions in seasons of recurrence
Revealed or concealed the cycle continues
From Birth to death and after.