✝Excruciating✝

By the moon marks the beginning and the end
Tears fill this façade as memories swept across
So true my heart was ever since the start of time
How far do ‘you’ know this deep misses within?

Moment as embrace released I knew I’ve to let go
Slowly ‘your’ back and shadow fades into darkness
Gradually I watch as the departure wrecking me so
Yet when I need are ‘you’ still willing to be there?

After all predestined to walk alone I’ve no choice
Lost all support to continue who will lend a hand?
Searching for all sorts to numb this pain incurred
How long will I remain in before I resigned totally?

Awakened from fantasy I once assuredly dwelled
Thus found no familiarity only strangers around
Enclosed with two statements for all prices paid
Can I trust the word of waiting from inside out?

What an utter joke of my life You have made.
Crashing the hope of my only resolve I concede
Stop it all with all my heart I plead will You?
As unsure of what can heal my heart anymore.

✝Shoulder✝

Shattered into pieces my soul has become
Just a support I yearned result to nothing
Laid down my pride in transparency I said
Hoping for tinge of caress who’d understand?

Thus deep inconsistence is the words and acts
Your given promises seemingly distant it feels
View through this heart what truly holds within
Despite many chances I could not see myself.

How much longer can I ever cling on strong?
Losing the strength to continue in midst of all
Tell me why the harder I try the further it goes
Before I’m taken captive by what’s lingering so.

You saw the pain yet abandoned me in fear
As thought I’d not stray far from the sidewalk
With waterfall of tears soaked wet my pillow
Every night in my sleep do you ever know?

✝Mess✝

Traces of insanities haunt the very soul of mine
Inside out I’m drained by the covered plastic smiles
What an utter mess I’ve made of my significance
Yet for a love I’m unworthy of still lavished upon.

Always on parade of the demands of life unending
How much more will they imbibe before I’m empty?
Frightened by the fact of no hands I could hold on
Losing my total self with that thwart senseless acts.

In total fear of a hope I dare not harbor any longer
Arraigned for an offence of emptiness finally raised.
For “I” and “It” is a mere margin different of a “t”
Beyond words spoken what truly holds the heart?

Endeavoring to stand strong in midst of such chaos
For just a little portion of dedication so difficult to
Laboring in sustaining from the shattering of frailty
Yet does all this given room for understanding at all?