As look past dents of void feel leaving me in a surrogacy of leaving me in those hollow shells of the dark,

Sometimes wanna break and set you free for it's enough of renting space of my hearts and giving me no space of freshness air to breathe,

When looking back,
I do have memories enriched with love and the empathy of you standing by me, but people change and time and tide ain't waiting for anyone,

So, why I don't need to stand on eggshells and make a sympathise drama of the heart feels,

We made choices we fell and fall apart and whatever happens, something just doesn't return back,

Am done with a fake existence and oozing pain that kills me daily,

Maybe I was holding onto flows of wind or metaphors dusk glints but they not staying for you and I knew would glide away,

At the ends just wanna make peace with my past though it's a resistance of feel till the last,

So, here I am with sulken heart waving you goodbye for now and forever.

© Soni Mirchandani