Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

Don't Want To Be Your Romeo Because You're No Goddamn Juliet


As the dreams become more cryptic
and distant
Your face fades from memory
As the conflict becomes a silent
surrender
The scars darken and turn to grey
January has come and gone, A bitter
monument in my mind
Of all the sunrises I have drawn, None
compares to the one I’m reminded of
I’ve laid in the dark praying for dawn, Is
it forever night or am I just blind
July has come and gone, And still you
aren’t by my side
We haven’t spoken in two years
I think I chased you off for the last
time
Does my memory still bring you to
tears
Or is my absence just too sublime
I find myself staring at the traces of
your hate
Outlines of my failures to make you
stay
I find myself daring to look at your
letters
Every word weakens my knees and I
start to sway
Why can’t I forget you, There must be
a way

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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