the walking story of locke voltaire adelio

Chapter two: defeated

Now you defeat me

Just by look at me

And walk away

While I’m just there looking

At an empty space

With my leg hurt

With my hand held

For you to hold

Just there

Defeated by you

Defeated

I love that word

Defeated

Again while I walk to you

You pushed me to a wall

But I didn’t feel anything.

I just heard a glass melody

Broken glass melody

My heart is broken

She left me all by myself

To pick up the broken heart pieces

While I picked up the heart pieces

I say to myself

“This gonna take a very long time to get back together”

It is

I need to find the small pieces first

Because it’s the most difficult part for me

It’s represent the small memories

That only remembered by me

And the only memories that left for me

Then I need to shape it

That’s represent what’s happening now

I do it alone though

And I don’t know why I do it

Better if I just leave it there

Better if I just forget everything

And move on

I’m tired

I’m really tired

I’m exhausted

I need to rest

Please

I need rest

I deserved one

After what I tried

For a long time

Without others help

I’m so stupid

Throwing my time for nothing

I’m asking myself

Should I give up?

Day by day

I’m getting weaker

I’m alone while I’m fixing my heart

I still remember the broken memories

Together with the broken pieces of heart

That I place it in a jar

Till now

I still remember

While I pick up the heart pieces

My hand is covered by a kind of dark red water

The water is thick

And I

Seriously don’t know what the hell is that…