Everything seemed to go my way
While everything was way beyond okay.
Daily chores gets to us. Waking up to sleeping,
a man’s day to night, to quite coffee evenings
Evenings, that are slow, or are rushed.
Yet everything we “forget” is instead hushed.
Because as “normal people” what can we do?
Pretend to be fine while everything cries out loud.
Unless you talk about it, it won’t hurt.
And if you don’t talk about it, it could girt.
And sometimes our pretence forgets,
the facade protecting the regrets.
Yet, keep quiet! pretend, Pretend, Pretend!
Hide it all, weep till the end.
Let the wounds dig deeper, just how you dug your grave.
For Oh coward, you never had the audacity to waive.
Yet, keep quiet! Hide, Hide, Hide!
Repeat everything, until end of this ride.
Let your mind weave itself to something scarier.
For, Oh coward, you never had the audacity to be the varier.
Yet, keep quiet, Repeat, Repeat, Repeat!
Neglect everything, until the end of time’s complete.
Let yourself wash desperately your hands of the blood,
Of murdered dreams, and love.
Nothing remained towards the end.
Neither the dreams, nor the memories.
Lest everything came down to one Pure realisation-
time never gets you through it. Time only performs the stabilisation.