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last day, i can't step inside
a train for i feel that i have
left something but pain
traveled through my veins,
saying that i haven't left
something but someone,

yet i couldn't do anything
to grab that person again
because unlike things,
person cannot go back
after you left them just
because you wanted to,

and that brought me to reality, where i should walk
without looking back,
i hope i won't run backwards
so i won't want to feel the tight
embrace you have for that might give me nightmares for days

because just being away
from you is already
a sad story but
cutting the ties between us
is a mere nightmare.

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