HAUNTED HEART

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Screwed the heart, when it need to be fixed.

Melted them when it need to be hard,

Crashed them when it need to be firmed,

Ditched them when they need yours the most.

I had been there, been in the war

What would I've been expecting?

I had all been dressed up, when I had nowhere to go.

It was so stupid of me to think you were the one for me.

After all what happened,

nowhere could I find what I need.

My heart was hunted when it needed to be flourished.

I was in the middle of nowhere,

waiting for someone to guide me.

Who would had help the haunted heart,

When they feared that they would get killed.

It was not their mistake but I had no choice.

Choice of life and choice of war.

Things surrounded me as it hunted me everywhere.

When I wanted to forget,

I was still the state of impurity.

Nevertheless I had to do nothing,

What was done was done by the dreadful thing.

That still kept me hunting when I need to be free.

Scrambled into pieces which never mend.

Still thinking where did I go wrong?

Still hoping to live the new life

When it ended up in a tragedy.

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