मुझे ये पता है हम कभी साथ नहीं हो सकते
पर दूर जाने के ज़िद भी ना थी मेरी
चाहती थी तुझे अपनी जिंदगी में
क्योंकि इस झूठी दुनिया मे
सच्चा सा अपना सा लगता था तू,
पर मै इतनी खुदगर्ज नहीं होना चाहती
कि मेरी खुशी के लिए
तू अपने आप को रोके
तुझे दुखी करू अपने लिए
कभी नहीं चाहूंगी ऐसा
बस इसलिए दूर करती हूं
तुझे अपने आप से
तुझे दुखी करने का
कोई इरादा नहीं होता मेरा
बस और दर्द ना दू यही कोशिश करती हूं
इसलिए तो तुझसे गैरो सा
बर्ताव करती हूं

Words cannot describe the feeling of sinking faster and faster into a

never-ending chain of darkness, fear for a perpetual resolve that will

never come.

A pulsation of many emotions, just to be left with the agony of

emptiness.

Hollowed out like a dead man's skull,

A soul carved out of a now disposable casket.

Hollow, be thy name.

Each word is a sandpaper syllable,
    And ever breath Is a knife sharpened.



                     Between both all are cleaved,
                                and each part is divided



and consumed when spoken.


                      we will never heal when both
                    


  are motioned upon us at once.


                                       We are cut

endlessly between ourselves and
                           only time can heal us.

Days passed and weeks passed
Still searching for answers that will fulifill my past.
You were my part that didn't last
I'm still asking my self.
What might took part?
To break us apart.
I dwell deep in my thoughts
Seating comfortable on an old cart
Thinking about you my part.
I'm lost in the dark
Clicking stones hoping for spark....but
No luck i remained stuck in the dark.
I heard a glimpse
Working me up while i was going down to the darkness without any little brightness.
I regained my consciousness and i was lying on the green grass.
It was the first time....cause i was on the other side....
And i found my other part.
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