the words
that all your words have felt like a touch
that i had started to feel unconscious and senseless
that i had felt the love too much.
i felt we did breathe the same air
i feel the same beat our hearts had
i feel we had cried the same tear
i feel we had felt the same hand
i feel you had taken me
and taken me to your heart
i feel you had mistaken me
where you had your part
i am blinded, my eyes have darkened
i am tired, my lips have swollen
i am cold, cold and passionless
while your warmth gave me breath
i am away and aloof now
i have no part in my heat's sorrow
i have nothing to think
i have nothing to give
yor words had caught me with red fire
and let my passion set burning
you had set on the desire
and left me alone, dying.
you were there only for a moment
you were there only for a single smile
you were there where had been movement
and then left me deserted like the tide
you came like a storm,
you came like a fire
and left me alone
left me with desire-
desire to know you
desire to talk to you
desire to hear those words again
desire to let go off the pain
i had nothing to tell you
but had a lot to hear
i had no words for you
but lots to be whispered in my ear
i had almost given up hope
when you decided to return.
i had almost regained hope
when you decided not to return.
you gave me strength
you gave me breath
you gave me life
you give me death
you gave me tears after smiles
you gave me silence after voice
you gave me death after life
you gave me not what i desired
and that is because you left me midway
and that is because you left me half way
and that is because you left no way
no way by which i could go back.
i lost all i had
i was touched even when untouched
i lost my breath
i lost in that single moment
-the moment that you left me
when you promised not to love me
when you decided to be silent
and also decided to shut me up
i had nowhere to go
no shoulder to cry on
i knew i will love you
even when you will move on
i thought you had not only
shed my tears but also my blood
i felt you had not simply left me
but left me in a flood.
and i could never go back to life now
(it's better if i go to death)
because the single moment of sorrow
was enough to snatch my breath.
it is better if you would set me free
by leaving you niceness to yourself
by showing me only what's ugly
and keep your fake goodness to yourself
because you know
and so do i
that love will not flow
(however hard i try)
why give me then false hopes
why then hold me to life's rope
why not then tell me directly
that you only have hatred for me
why leave me thinking
why leave me disillusioned
that i can't be free even when dying
and become the only one to be questioned
your no would mean death for me
to this simple fact, i agree
but why do you have to care for me
and care to say a sorry?
shed your goodness as i can't bear it
shed your goodness as i can see through it
shed your false care as i don't want it
in death, true and disillusioned, i will have peace, let me get it.
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