I weep and cry, tears
by my bedside,
I’m still alone,
Even in your presence
You meant the world to me,
But that was then,
Today I am not sure,
If this will carry on will
It’s a shackle I’m tied to,
And you won’t let me free,
Where do I stand?
Isn’t it a crossroad for me?
It’s been so long,
That I’ve compromised,
So many times
I’ve heard you abuse me,
But not anymore, I cannot face thee.
Deep inside,
I want to move on,
But on the surface,
I fear being alone,
Is it too late now,
Why can't I go on?
2 comments:
nice 1. ladka senti hai
strong idea backed up with mature words. good work. sometimes bro the question is not "or" for then bond is bondage
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