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Sep 2020
I searched everywhere but there's nothing that can heal my heart,
I feel sorry for those who loved me as I feel I've played my part,
I think this maybe because I am stuck and don't know how to restart,
I start to think this was meant to be, maybe I am not that smart.

My head throbs like my heart, every nerve on the edge to burst,
I chose the path of pleasures and now nothing can quench the thirst,
I stand at the edge of the cliff, memories flashing in my head,
I am mocked by people, my parents cry as I struggle towards my death bed.

I've lived enough with the demon inside me and I long to hear the prays,
I didn't have anyone to pour my heart out to so I write to you in this phrase,
Nobody really cares of you, love is myth my friend so don't get into those plays,
I hate to confess that I lost, but it's no lie that I couldn't walk out of this maze.
I regret writing this, I tried to write it the worst I could.
Written by
Vraj thakkar  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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