Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

Why Am I Even Crying?


Please do not hurt my soul
I have no feelings right now.
The grief of being alone just kills me
Sorrow is a feeling which kills
No emotion can make me feel happy anymore
Broken is my existence
Killing me is my life
I am worth nothing
This is my painful reality
Not even a single word of love can heal my sorrow
As the stars have stopped twinkling
The tears are falling
Since, my words have forgotten to feel
It was you, only you
You made all the difference to my life
I know you assume that I have forgotten you completely
Do you have any idea how often I stared at your lips?
So deeply I always looked into your eyes
Tried my best to make you feel very special all the time
My mistake was that I just could not prove myself to you
I lost you and then you flew away
Such a long while it has been though you hate me so much now
Now, you do not even think of me, sadly
This feeling of being ignored hurts so much
Why am I even crying?

Submitted: Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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