The destroyed me...

Derilious

Dear past..

I never asked why you left like that..

You bloomed in my empty life,filling the blank heart..

And you became my beginning and endings from that very start..

You had better options..

You had brighter prospects..

And I accept..

A heartless being like me deserves every disrespect..

Still derilious about a love,that was never your priority,

Why do I even feel,and the memories crash on the shore,drowning  my existance?

Are you happy,watching how destroyed I am..

Where I dare not speak,dare not exist,

Where I am afraid to trust..

May be you are .

Finally I am a drunkard,drunk in pain..

And the derilious dreams