Awake At Night

Four in the morning, can't sleep. I keep pacing through the room. I start sweating, the fan is on full power. God?! What's happening to me?
After a minute it all makes sense. The memories start flooding my cerebrum . I remember now. My actions are haunting me. But I didn't do anything wrong. Or did I? Frustration grips me. My hands are in my hair. Why why why !!!

Why did you have to do it? If only you had confronted me. None of this would have happened. I guess I have to take part of the blame. Because if I had exhibited a little bit of restraint, we wouldn't be in this mess either. I gave the command and the wolves didn't have mercy. They ate you to the core.

I couldn't face you after that, I went over to hers, becauses she makes everything go away. While I was busy in the sheets, you were in pain. I stripped you of everything.
Now you'll be forever branded as one of those people. I couldn't look you in the eye. Frankly you disgusted me. You've become unrecognizable. I'd prefer Freddie Kruger...

But I thank you, you came and apologized to me, it should have been the other way round. I thought I'd be able to walk away without feeling remorse or pity. But now I'm crumbling from the inside out, I literally feel for you. Damn!!! If only

With a little time the hard-core me came back. I guess it's human to feel the way I did. You left, took everything with you, didn't leave anything for the boys huh? It's alright. If I was in your shoes, I wouldn't even consider living because I don't know how I can walk after all that disgrace

I'll understand if you hold a grudge. All the best yeah . Well, needed to get this off my chest, its the only way I can go back to bed.

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