A sad routine

 

You can’t help yourself sometimes 
So you take cover of these lines 
Not that you want others to read. 
You’re too occupied by this overwhelming shit.

A little less and sometimes a bit more,
A new day but you can hardly ignore. 
Tears storm with a violent​ roar,
Recollecting everything you had before. 

Seized by this murderous rage. 
I confine my feelings to this page. 
A fact where I can’t debate,
This special person is hard to forget.

Nov 15, 2017
Ankit Thapa