Here I am, again, reminiscing about the past
The past I so want to place behind me
Bury, sixteen feet
But thoughts of you infest my mind
Like a virus
A virus that eats at my flesh and sucks my soul
I’m reduced to a lump of hopelessness
And a bowl of ridicule I’ve become
Wasted
Wasted were the times I spent with you
The pleasures I’ve tasted in you have turned sour and bitter
Like a serpent you had sneaked into my life
Briefly
Yet beautifully
And blinded me with your infatuation
Now like a mist you’ve drifted away
You reaped out my heart and stashed it in your right ribcage
Two hearts, you now have
And here I am, again, reminiscing about the past
Swaying and reeling with a hollow chest
Feeling like a Hiroshima
Suffocating with the repercussions of an atomic love attack…
Bury, sixteen feet
But thoughts of you infest my mind
Like a virus
A virus that eats at my flesh and sucks my soul
I’m reduced to a lump of hopelessness
And a bowl of ridicule I’ve become
Wasted
Wasted were the times I spent with you
The pleasures I’ve tasted in you have turned sour and bitter
Like a serpent you had sneaked into my life
Briefly
Yet beautifully
And blinded me with your infatuation
Now like a mist you’ve drifted away
You reaped out my heart and stashed it in your right ribcage
Two hearts, you now have
And here I am, again, reminiscing about the past
Swaying and reeling with a hollow chest
Feeling like a Hiroshima
Suffocating with the repercussions of an atomic love attack…
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