One Soul, less

Imagine, Helpless, alone In a dark alleyway Cold, damp, musty

Just.

A blur, Everyone seems to be, Just, Everywhere, All the time, A blur, Whirling, Right in the midst. Just. Chaos, Stop. Unable to, Escape. Just, Stop. Please stop. Just, stop.

About Last Night.

Thump. Thump There goes, My heart, Wildly, Beating, Questioning. Thump. Thump.

Broken Echoes

Six months ago today, I held your hand. I begged, repeatedly. Asking you, please stay.

As You Turn Away

On nights when I can barely keep my eyes closed, my mind just wanders. Aimlessly. Sometimes, I think of you. The hows and the whys. Repeatedly.

Abstracts. 

Endless white walls. Her eyes closing. Dark stretched canvas. Without playing a single note. Blue hues, with drops of rain. Scratches of red wine. Etched in the wood work.

Hers. Alone.

One gaping hole. Your life. Without her. Pain. This pain. Unyielding. Your life. Unforgiving. Without her.

Random Playlist.

You close your eyes, trying to drown in silence. In the darkness of midday. Everyone gets lost around you. Mindlessly, on loop.

About Her

Expectations. Tears. Disappointments. Regrets. Doubts. Laughter. Pancakes. Rain.

Seconds Apart.

Tonight, the questions keep on coming. Like the rain, drops slowly pouring in to your open window. You ask, you beg, you pray, you yell, you surrender. Still, the questions remain unanswered. With the whys contradicting the hows, each time leaving you more confused than the last.