THE HURT

Behind those hazel eyes

Are lots of hurts and pains i know

An ocean of emotional turmoil

Wasting resources of eye liquids

Your heart is a victim of circumstances

Decided to love too much

You gave your all in all

But you gave it to the wrong soul

A soul devoid of discerning

A soul once naive as you

His heart broken and shattered to pieces

Then wore a determination of retaliation 

I pray you to reconsider your hurtful decision

Never to love again

Never to show compassion

Till you make the earth your duvet

For our lives comes with a manual guide

A choice we can never ever alter

For downfall is a natural cause

We all shall run at a loss

Be courageous and stand firm

Gather back your shattered pieces

For they are broken into debris

But assembling it back Would creates a beautiful pattern

I was once a victim of circumstances

But rose beyond all to become a victor

For I never for once use my heart to plot

I left those hurts to rot

So dear, look beyond the horizon

For all are architect of fate

So look not mournfully into your past

For it comes not back again

@talk2leigh

22 NOV 18

09:00AM