poem:1 Looking back

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My past always haunts my present....
No matter how much do i ignore it.....
Days, weeks, months and years passed by...
But still stuck over their helpless and alone,
I ignored them who asked me to share my problems..
I pushed them away who wanted to be a part of my lonely world..
Now.. i hated those who said i love you..
Because behind these sugar sweet words what i always witnessed was fake people with fake feelings...
I don't want anyone to witness my tears.. nor do i want anyone to share my fears..
Not because i hate everyone out their..
Its just because i am scared very scared..
To be left back alone.. all over again and again...

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