Relying on the days going forward
For the deletion of those emotions
But ever since our book has been finished
Surprisingly none of them has vanished
Abstaining myself from this temptation
Of reaching your eyes is hard at inward
Sorrow keeps on giving me company
You are mostly the background of my mind
Times of joy are quick to evaporate
When memories in my head operate
Only direction I look is behind
Haunting presence as pleasant agony
Rationality as a great asset
Living depression instead of madness
Before the face of our destruction
At the same time a brainโs intentions
Canโt purged ourselves with consciousness
Tears rolling on cheeks a better offset
As I walk around, hiding your shadow
From almost anyone whoโs by my side
Hoping for a desperate caress
Aware that my state would regress
Bleeding affection that must step aside
Desire of seeing green on my meadow
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