I guess it is goodbye now,
Memories shared will be gone now,
In the most darkest cell, hurt is lock deep down,
No one can touch it; A sad painful frowned crown.
I guess it is over now,
Saying hello will be hard now,
No eye contact are allowed now,
Avoiding conflict is the concern now.
I guess it is done now,
You want a different path, you said to me now,
Probably I am not enough to keep you happy until now,
You never even try to wait me my love, Oh how?
How will I start breathing again?
Pricked my hand from dropped pieces, another scar I gain,
Your voice is acid in my ear, and I just can’t blend,
Locking in my room tortured, praying one day, I will be mended.
