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Khyati Jul 2020
As the sun has started to set,
my hopes are heading back.
Some inevitable demons have started to take over my mind.
I can see everything fade.
Even my shadow has abandoned me.
I have never seen such abstract darkness.
I'm all alone inside my room.
I'm scared, but not scared enough
I ain't afraid of the darkness of the room,
but the darkness inside my very own head
My soul would soon start unleashing the ruthless pain
it went through, it'll soon demand answers.
Answers for why it can never be reassembled.
Answers to why it can' t be unscarred.
Answers to why it keeps on drowning in the ocean of deep pain
Answers to questions i can't even explain.
I'm afraid of being tortured by my own soul,
who seeks for those answers which I myself don't know
I'm afraid of being all alone, in such abstract darkness.
Cause the inevitable demons aren't unknown,
They are the screams of my very own scarred and broken soul.
Khyati Jul 2020
What if the dead plants
you water today
Start bearing toxic fruits tomorrow!
Well you have to somehow stop entertaining the wrong kind...just sayin...
Khyati Jul 2020
You kept pushing her away,
When she needed you the most.
And now that she has hugged the pain,
She has learnt to live without you.
When happiness takes you for granted.
Khyati Jul 2020
And after all that struggle
Of surviving out the immense pain.
"Hell" seems like the new Heaven!
Khyati Jul 2020
"The world is colourful"
But, sweetheart
I am colourblind.
Rainbows might fascinate you
But Black is the only colour
I like.
Khyati Jul 2020
The freezing cold dungeons,
The ruthless castle of thoughts
Darker than the darkness
That’s the way to her soul!

Don’t go too far, sweetheart,
Or you’ll get lost.
This is some oblivious maze
Carved with cements of mistrust.

Laying trapped here inside
Among the profanities you threw
Finding a way out from the aisles
Of tormented pain which you grew.

Could someone rescue her out?
Before the insides of inside get slaughtered.
The pain has been suffocating her
and now she's screeching for salvation!
Well it kinda justifies my "location" now.
Khyati Jul 2020
It isn't the "how are you?"(s) that hurt
But the disguised pain,
behind the "I'm fine" (s) that impale!
Trust me, its really difficult to say "I'm okay" when you simply aren't! :(
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