The Pitiful Past Poem by Chitalu Taizya simbeya

Sometimes its worth a try
Though this time it wasent when I reminisce for a while
What demons covered my thinking
Or was it the brandy I was drinking

I feel like I betrayed her
Cause she is nothing close to her
Its true we only crave for less
We crave for less cause we don't have the less

It felt like nothing happened
It was nothing close to memories remembered
More of memories forgotten
Thrown away and never again longed for

Once beaten twice shy
There is no next time, nice try
Your thoughts wont grow next time, the land is dry
Adios my love, bye bye...