By-Tamanna Bhatt


Never been felt so much distress

In your company now I am scared

Alone all the time I am bereft

Complains are surrounding me


It's ruckus and chaos everywhere

Can't feel anything neither breathe the air

I was lost in the darkness of the woods

You pushed me into a painful blood pool


I want to feel the rain on my skin

Even though I am senseless and pale

I am tired of all that bullshit happened

Now I can't wait I just want home in the end


I keep pushing everyone away from me

Lovers were the first one on my hit list

I blame others for my own loneliness

Can we just take a step back one moment


Such a loser and a mess I have become

These days I am standard with scars alone

Running is what I do all the time now

To love and feel I never to myself allow



What a shameless girl once they said

I keep explaining that oh how I am dead

I felt stupid to let everything go off

Now I feel more broken cause I am weak


I love the sound of my steps when I walk

Away from all these people around me

Filling empty space is my own poison

Parting my ways and breathing the air of isolation



This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn

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