Conscience


I’m troubled every hour 

I just can’t keep sane

You know I’m an over thinker 

Would you still want to blame?


In search of a glint of hope 

Days and years have passed 

Some fleeting happy moments 

That were bound to never last


I may sometimes act hurt 

Continuingly sounding screed 

But I’m hiding so many wounds 

That do not anymore bleed


The marks left behind 

Are still ugly and fierce

If you come too close

Your heart they’d pierce


You see this stubbornness 

That I constantly do wear

It may seem idiocy to you 

But it shields my soul bare


I’m stuck and forbidden 

Craving for a crumb of love 

That’d stay like a constant 

Like the starlit sky above!


-Audrey. C

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