"I thought that I'd been hurt before but no one's ever left me quite this sore. Your words cut deeper than a knife. Now I need someone to breathe me back to life."
-STICHES, Shawn Mendes
She keeps knitting me yet I always keep myself torn
My mind was plunged into the depths of sorrows.
My days were darkened by the negativities I make that they blur my morrows.
Pessimism, insecurities, overthinking and anxiety;
They were the catalysts that make me dwell in obscurity.
I always thought she never knew my pains, but she always keeps them.
I was lost amidst my problems, sunken to its brim.
I was so self-centered, so selfish that it brought me isolation.
I feel so alone and abandoned in this fabricated world of isolation that brought me desolation.
I saw her approaching me, I bowed my head low.
She holds my hand, I cringe in shame and by the guilt's fatal blow.
I find it strange and awkward to hear her tell me her apologies.
It wasn't her fault that I abide in pain, in mysteries.
She keeps knitting me yet I always keep myself torn.
She keeps chasing me but I always keep my distance far to be alone .
She keeps telling me to be always good,
But I do the opposite to shaken her mood.
Like a thousand stabbing daggers, her words made me cry, knocked me to my senses.
A single "I love you" from her shattered my heart to thousands of pieces.
Repentance is all I need, freedom from these caging hurting feelings I couldn't bear.
I regretted all the wrongdoings that kept me distant from her.
I couldn't turn back time.
I've mistaken from time to time, committed a serious crime.
I'm unworthy to be called your child.
But I'm lucky to have you my mother, glad that I'm yours to bind.
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Songs Of A Brokenhearted Soul
PoetryAmidst the darkness, pain, intense emotions and the stirring feelings of fears, doubts, fervid desires and love. A writer was able to write confessions, tales and stories through songs and with the help of his heartbroken soul. #1stplaceineyecatchin...
