Dungeon

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I only feared what I had lost,
Leaving the matters of all whom I admired most.
Guilt was once removed from my book,
But now the pain keeps on travelling through my blood.

My mom told me to care
About others
And I was just ignoring saying she talks more than she should.
Little did I know my dad was earning for me and my sister,
As I had paid no attention to him.
I felt they were just irritating
With those silver blades
Inside their mouth.

I felt they were the trouble makers
Who were actually my problem solvers.

Now I cry in torment and
The guilt is written in my face.
All the things were in vain,
Now I am stuck in grimace.

Looks were once I all cared about
And the nasty double faced
Friends I had.
Parents were there to guide me.
The only truth in the world to whom I turned my face away.

Here in the dungeon,
I thrive to die.
With the dagger I stabbed,
The hearts of pure souls..

Little did I know I was wrong,
Guilt rages throughout my body.
Here in this dungeon I live,
Waiting for the execution to be done.
What a wonderful gift I will receive,
With relish I accept it.
I deserve it,yes I deserve it.

Comes the order from the court
To stay life imprisonment.
I cannot stay in this new home
Of mine,
Where my mind uncontrollably roams.
This is not the justice I deserve,
Their deaths left me in torment.
What I really deserve is to
Convulse in death throes.

Guards who caught me that day,
The day when I realised my mistake.
They looked at me dumbstrucked
By the way my looks changed in a week.
I wished the food they gave,
Contained noxious poison.

Some says love is an open door,
The right person would knock the door when time comes,
But oh! I made my fate this worst,
I locked my door when mom and dad used to knock my door.

I cried for days,months and years
And I will only turn up this way further.
Came to my mind the thought,
The thought of killing myself,
The word 'suicide' what others say themselves.
I wish at least one guard would listen to my prayers and request,
To murder me the way I took lives of my dears.
They just called me a psycho
And left me behind unhurt.

I wonder what to do next.
To live in sorrows and pain
Or to end up going to hell.

If you could just forgive me
Ma and pa,
I would be the happiest child
In this world.
If I had only considered
Their care,smiles,love and sharing everything with me
Was for my happiness
I would not end up being
A girl with regrets.

I wish I can time travel
Travel to the days I should take care of them
Travel to the days where I should listen to them.

If you could hear me from sky aboveMom and dadI love you and thanking you for being with meFor looking after me even after I had only cursed you

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If you could hear me from sky above
Mom and dad
I love you and thanking you for being with me
For looking after me even after I had only cursed you.
For feeding me the food , you left for me and starve for yourselves.
For buying me clothes after selling your valuables
For the glittery shoes and colourful clips.
For the parties to celebrate my birthdays even though I craved for more.
For combing my hair and taking me to parks.
For taking me to arcades and restaurants.
For everything you had done for me.
Ma and pa...I love you a lot.

I feel guilty for realising the truth now
I had good friends whom I had left behind,
Telling that they are not much fun to be with.
And with worst friends,I unite
Who were urge to get my money
And I keep on giving them
From the purse of my poor dad.
My dad would scold me and try
To make me understand the value
But I ignored him,as I ignored him always.

I don't know where
My sister had gone
Leaving only hatred behind
I loved her most but
Who will love a criminal sister
Who is so merciless to kill
Her own parents

I still remember
How my dad carried me to the hospital
When I was shivering with fever
And how he had lost a hand
When he tried to save from the alligator.
But the thought filled me with loathing
And desire to get a father with two hands.

My mom,who was the sweetest person anyone could ever get;
Was murdered by this bloody hands of mine.
Which I intend to lacerate right now
The way she came running back to  me with the Tiffin box
When I forget to take it to school
She would wait for me for hours and hours outside
Looking through the thick french glass window
I could see her waiting for me
With ravishing eyes she had
with the hope of taking me back home.

Out of my prison uniform,
I took out the shell that once was gifted by my sister
She told me it's valuable asset to her
And she remarked I was more precious than that
If and only if I had no such desire
To commit this crime
I would be living with the best people in this world.

I closed my eyes and saw my dear ones
Looking at me with their tender eyes
Sobbing and sobbing
They came near me
And asked me why I had to do this
Did they made any mistakes to me?

Oh
If I could just go back to days of where I made mistakes.
I would change everything to make a better world.

Oh!I wish I get my mom and dad back,
They are only thing now I lack.
I hope the days would return back to normal
And I spent my time blissfully
With my parents
Giving them the love they need
And making them the happiest of all.

Thank you Soli-tude and almightycreator123 for correcting me.

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