I have not written in a while
And somehow forgotten about my style
Maybe it's because of grieving
And the hard time the past is still giving

There are memories I still want to feel
Although in my smartest recollection, they were never real
The happiness they bring in the present
Will definitely die as time is spent

She is not worth it, but still, I care
From shields of pride, I'm completely bare
For such effect, unsure of the cause
Forgive me, then, for I need a pause.

The world steered so peacefully
Birds sang endearingly
Recalling pretty memories
Like how such lovely creatures loitered in the trees

I ran, I walked, I remembered
Around friends and family, my life centered
Loving and caring for the important ones
None could ever grow tired of such reruns

Suddenly, the wind blew so weirdly
The waves left you soaked in despair
Strength and composure lost so quickly
Damage in entirety, just beyond repair

Everything, even water, tastes bitter
The all-time favorites, in a second, lost their fame
The love which used to scatter glitter
Now make you want to erase even your name

Dreamed of a remarkable ending
The delightful onset was such a trip
As the affair grew perfect-looking
Without a warning, devastated by just one slip.

I took a little trip
Which somehow went on for too long.
I did not plan for the activity
But reached places I did not want to be in.

Darkness was on the greater side
And only a tiny space for me to escape through.
The scenes had all been witnessed,
But the troubles they had caused still pierced through the surviving heart.

The present reality pulled me back for two seconds,
But the power of negativity was too great.
I made an effort to be stronger and watch the scenes again
And just get over them as quickly as any soul could.

They were haunting and taunting.
However, in the old actuality, they were not that punitive.
How beastly must I had been to be worthy of such affliction.
I guess there just isn't redemption from the terror of the scenes.

It's not forever that you seek
Demands together, 'cause you're weak
In such endeavor, you only reek
Of fatal doubts one ought to tweak.

You are not smart, I tell you that
Distrusts the heart, "Oh, what a ****!"
Your arrogance -- so very squat
The patience shown is simply flat.

It is not love that you hold dear
For losing pride is what you fear
From respect, how fast you veer
So happiness is never near.

"Good morning," says the gloomy day,
As colored thoughts come into play.
To loiter in the tricky mind,
Wet caves of light one surely finds.

One expends the nights only to
Restore good feelings which seem true.
In search of light, one tries to bore
Himself to drill through inner core.

The heart longs for tranquility
The head befriends disparity,
The eyes grow big like that of owl's
The words expelled so very foul.

While truth presents with benefit,
The wick of doubt is quickly lit.
However strong one fixed the bind,
The power lies with colored mind.