To all that is gone,

Beaten and forgotten.

For the many time

Which was wasted;

To all those seconds, minutes turning into hours, even.

And all those days locked inside.

Feeling lonesome, empty.


For that one missed chance,

Just because you were afraid.

To trying once, twice,

And starting over again.

To giving up, 

The heaviness of the failure is felt alongside you.


For every story left untold,

Hidden, locked deep within.

The words and images burning in your mind.

For all those chains that wounded you,

Thus limiting you from reaching that one spectacular opportunity.


To what was yours,

Your time, your memories, your patience, your love.

Where has it all dissipated?

To reminisce all that has been done, and all that you have been through;

The pain, the sufferings and the do overs.



A soul,

shattered, broken

and isolated.

Weeping for all its

great unknowns.




A body,

emptied from all

of its emotions.

Every one

dropped into the sea.


A human,

who is tired of

being hit and gutted.


and convoluted.




A person,

who is lying down

trying to sleep.

But her anxiety

keeps snatching her.


A home,

which was turned

into a pitch of


And nothing to look

forward to.