Something I wrote for my school magazine. Basically I have to become miserable and feel somewhat sad to get the poetry out of me. Hehe.
As time passes by memories fade
The world forgets but something remains
Left there to haunt us for endless nights
Something undefined, something unknown
Importance of past that’s unheard of
Tries to makes its way through our hearts
The miseries that have made us fall apart
Those torturous spells of pain those were unbearable
Still hang around in my mind
Tears stream down as I loathe
Those painful moments, that still haunt me
Nothings left of this soul, just a wreck
A voice unheard, that cries in the dark
Endless tears, feelings that are a ferment of desire
Piece of flesh that treads those shadowy paths alone
Chased by sentiments of distress, sighs of anguish
Musing through the hell that was unleashed upon it
Recalling those horrible days still makes me restless
Wrought and weak, no longer strong
Thoughts that were once there are now lost in the abyss
All that remains is something I run from
Something I try to hide from
Miserable reminiscences, shadows of past.