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Standing under the shower,
My tears mix with the flowing water.
The droplets, cascading down my skin,
Trying to clean up the mess I've been in.
But the melancholic stains,
Remain the same.
No matter how hard I scrub,
My body does not end up getting hurt.
Because it's numb,
Oblivious to any feeling it can succumb.
I am now unable to recognise,
The eyes that could once hypnotise.
For they are encircled by darkness,
A constant reminder of the heartless,
That still exists.
I am permanently bruised,
By the likes of you,
Being something I could not resist.
Damaged; they call me,
Irreparable for all eternity.
That's who you left behind,
A mere shadow of your design.
It follows you,
Does what you do.
Eats like you and even walks the same,
Craving for you to claim.
It misses you terribly,
Tried to reach out but failed miserably.
In my heart, you intruded,
And I knew I would get wounded,
But despite the increasing pain,
I still search for you again.