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chitragupta Mar 2019
Lend an ear,
hear me whisper -
all I wanted you to do

If I still felt
that you had ever cared,
I would probably ask you..

Did I deserve
to be terrorized
by your spiteful eyes?
I didn't need to read between the lines.
I could read the hate.
Not sure I deserve it.
Wish I could fool myself to believe you cared enough to answer that question.
  Mar 2019 chitragupta
Empire
I won’t say it again.
I do not belong to you.
I am not your plaything.
You do not get to play games with me.
I am finished with you.
Your lies.
Your deceit.
Your abuse.
I will not answer when you call for me.
You made me feel like nothing.
But that is so far from true.
I have been given a value greater
Than you could ever dream.
I am done
With you.
  Mar 2019 chitragupta
Empire
The most frightening words
That make me writhe in agony
Sick to my innermost core
Scared for my life
Terrified for my sanity
Distrusting my own mind
Hopelessly paralyzed
Wanting to *****
Craving pain as punishment
Desperately confused
Distrusting of my own thoughts
Hating my very existence
I think something's wrong with me
chitragupta Mar 2019
What genre of music do you like?

Mind:
What to declare
My love for soulful old melodies
Or pragmatic modern beats?
For there is no room for error here

Heart:
I am but a simpleton
As far as I am concerned
There exists just two genres -
The one I love and the one I don't.
When you are asked as a socially awkward person about your musical taste, a war in your mind to make a good impression, to avoid being charged with oddity in your taste but then, you like what you like, you hate what you hate.

PS. Sorry for the looooooooooooong title, but the heart gets the better of the mind this time :)
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