No, it doesn’t seem like
yesterday at all,
Because every moment has
counted since the day of your depart
No I’m no more scared to
say that you’re dead,
And no, I’m still not on
the verge of the overrated new start.
They ask me where were my
tears and worry,
I tell them they dried in
the winds of February
They ask me why I was so
shameless
I said just ‘cuz it never
feels painless.
For it’s been days and
each day reminds me more
Of how much you were
needed and wanted still.
My soul is matt dark with
the deepest hole
An empty space no one can
fill.
Still I’ve been trying and
I’ve been trying so hard
To fit in the red, pink
and blue in the vacant part.
It just won’t work anymore
ma!
There’s always a fist
clenching my heart.
It’s just that people say
it goes with time and around.
What they don’t know is
that the secret evil is here to stay.
It’s not the pain that is
slowing down
It’s the memories that are
fading away.
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