Dashed on the road, drove away my demons far from home,
Peace was in pieces, as pictures of past flashed in monochrome.
Stood by the river, still clutching the tragic truths of my life,
Tears fell but the eyes were dry, I hit the road again but of nostalgia this time.
It was all seven years ago, but her blood was still running through my veins,
Drowning in a river full of sorrows, the reason why I started snorting cocaine.
Her mind at the peak of her innocence, as she sympathized even for the devil,
Loving everything which crossed her path, she brought the degree of humanity to the next level.
But as she embraced life in a world of her own, she was convinced nothing could be bad,
So she chose to wander outside from her bubble, even farther than she ever had.
One time she relied herself a little too much, as she ventured one of the darkest path of all time,
Unaware that even at an age so fragile, she would’ve met with one of the fateful days of her life.
A shadow of soul blended so perfectly in her life, won her heart before she could even realize,
Arms wrapped around her waist and lips gliding over her’s, she was mesmerized by his lustful eyes.
But as she was blindfolded by his charisma, she never realized that his love was so shallow,
Ruptured the very foundation of her innocence and trust, as he left her all broken and hollow.
As shadow of soul finally drifted away, she screamed until her throat almost erupted,
Her blood boiling with rage and betrayal, as her faith of all these years lay disrupted.
Shoved to the dark abyss, which was she oblivious about, she couldn’t climb up even when she tried,
Never again would she trust anyone anymore, as the agony worse than her nightmares ripped her insides
Months after the night which scarred her memories, yet the demons of past wanders in her head,
Happy souls reminiscent of the dark night she faced, traces of her lovely smile are now dead.
She wonders if she’ll ever be able to find herself again, if she’ll ever be able to walk beside seashores,
Tired of being stared by these four walls, she wonders if she’ll ever be able to move beyond these closed doors.
Darkness in her days and darkness in her nights, she wonders if her tunnel will ever have a ray of light,
If she’ll ever find someone again who would love her unconditionally, someone who would make her future bright.
She now waits for someone who’d make her forget her fatal past, someone who’d make her whole,
For someone to erase those million scars, permanently engraved and notched in her soul.
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But then came a point in my life, when I knew I slipped off the track, I momentarily enjoyed walking on,
Because karma isn’t something which would wash out our sins with the rise of next dawn.
How much I now wish that I could just turn back time and stop myself to commit such a grave mistake,
How could I have ever broken the beauty of my angel in first place?
Seven years later, still delving into the depths of hell and repenting for the deadliest deeds of mine,
Trying to comfort the burden of guilt lurking inside, by snorting cocaine and drinking wine.
All what is left for me and all what will ever be, is to lean down and pray,
Because game of angels and demons have led me from my home far, far away…