Trauma

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Cold...

And humid.

Pictures hanging out

In front of my eyes.

That horror scene

I can't forget.

Blood...

Those sweet smells dwell into my mask.

Creating butterflies like the feeling of love.

Your soulless white eyes

Staring at me.

Frighten...

I can't control my own sanity.

I close my eyes,

hoping the day is just a nightmare.

I would wake up and smile like always.

But the smells fuck up my hope.

Pain...

linger inside me.

Again, trying to control my sanity.

Should I give up?

Tears...

Streamed down on a blank face.

While I pray to God,

"Please give me one, just one chance!".

Certainly, God is the one who rules the universe.

Killing my wish to control the time.

These pictures haunted my soul.

Like a shadow I can't escape from.

Changing patterns of mine.

Becoming inhuman and strange.

My heart beating fast,

My sight is getting darker and darker.

She said "let it go, it is the time".

Wall backing up my feeble feet,

I reply "but...not like this..."

Regrets...

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't leave you alone,

I'm really sorry.

I can't keep you safe...

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