Oct 2017
It has been a year
When you left me
empty handed forever
With all memories
Crushed & smashed!
I know I have mood swings
Every other day.
I am not easy to be with
You left me and never looked back.
I understand your choice as I am myself struggling to be with myself all along the way.
You asked me to improve
Said me I am a pure soul but still you never came back.
And after exactly a year,
when tears are rolling down my cheeks making an ocean out of droplets,
I am thinking what's the point in being a pure soul when you are not around?
You said do not chase people,
As the right people will come and stay.
I guess right people don't exists
And wrong people never stays!
Still empty handed, yet with life's responsibilities.
I rather would never come out of depression, and this became a fact.
But I am done seeking for love
And finding no more clues who likes me or not.
You know what, I am done.
When you left me
empty handed forever
With all memories
Crushed & smashed!
I know I have mood swings
Every other day.
I am not easy to be with
You left me and never looked back.
I understand your choice as I am myself struggling to be with myself all along the way.
You asked me to improve
Said me I am a pure soul but still you never came back.
And after exactly a year,
when tears are rolling down my cheeks making an ocean out of droplets,
I am thinking what's the point in being a pure soul when you are not around?
You said do not chase people,
As the right people will come and stay.
I guess right people don't exists
And wrong people never stays!
Still empty handed, yet with life's responsibilities.
I rather would never come out of depression, and this became a fact.
But I am done seeking for love
And finding no more clues who likes me or not.
You know what, I am done.
Sorry but had to vent it out. Sometimes it's not the poetry but just words talking to myself and find solace in words.
A year later, exactly same time I am looking back and forward. Figuring out only to be in the present, just to be and questioning life all over again. I understood depression very well, we don't want pity but just a bit of love to be around and that becomes more than enough like a magic potion to find life all over again.
A year later, exactly same time I am looking back and forward. Figuring out only to be in the present, just to be and questioning life all over again. I understood depression very well, we don't want pity but just a bit of love to be around and that becomes more than enough like a magic potion to find life all over again.
