Stand-by

Drowning bit by bit
in the well of pain;
there are people around me
who I won't blame.


Those heavy breaths with deep sighs
looking for the homely chest;
where I would dive and
without a conscious mind
Just Cry!


My throat burns, and the guts ignite.
I see myself living in the memories
which are just your & mine!
LET'S TALK- whispers my heart.
But the air is dusty which is
pushing us miles apart.


Waiting every day for an hour
never does it get me tired.
There's a term called 'hope'
which is running on a loop
like- Sunday, Monday, Thursday & Saturday!

Share a part of your dark world
that's what I've deeply asked you for, you know.
Effortless distances are a slow poison
where One is addicted & the other
laying empty on the road which has no floor!




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