Of all the pain I have been through;
For all the miseries I ended up feeling;
you fannel cured,
my broken heart was made more sore.
'Things happen this way,
it happened to be like that.
your plight should not stay
but your runway disrupted my may!'
Who is to be blamed?
who shall be okay when being blamed?
Who is to judge ?
Who is to be imprisoned when the judge is the imprisoned, when the prisoner is the judge!?
What a sight! What a plight!
They will come,
they will go.
But u hurt,
hurt and hurt again.
you came but my wounds just don't go.
Who is going to even hold me right
when I am just about ti give up my fight!?
I shout, I scream
you smirk, I sneered.
Things happen this way,
you just happened to be this way, right ?
All my words are fruitless,
All my efforts lie futile
and I wait for you to bury my bones
so that my sight can say enough to curse someone for my slient plight
while I stay out of the sight, out of your light.


© sunshine07