Melancholy

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Abandoned and in despair

Too fragile to repair

Chained with cuffs and strings of remorse

Wondering if wisdom could reinforce

Emotions stirring in my core, zealous to remain

Brushing their sharp edges as they intensify

All my teary nights went in vain

The thought of it injects me with pain

A thousand memories running in my brain

Leaving misty eyes while standing in the haze of the slanting rain

The ignition of hurt lights from the inside

I stay here, to hold a fight against my demons

I yearn for the better, not some terror

I strive to cease this before death settles

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