Cannot be Written.

There are some incidents in life, that cannot be written.
And they are best unwritten.
Tucked away carelessly in ur mind.
No amount of tears can wash them,
No amount of emotions can numb it.

You bite your nails, trying to stop feeling,
The butterflies you felt.
But they tell you, your feelings are superficial,
Merely a cheap copy of the film they saw last night.
We cry, then stop, then laugh and end up crying again,
Untill we fall asleep.
And wake up only to see Kohl stains on the pillow.
To stop feeling consumed, I sit to write,
Only to realise, it cannot be written.

It is not my fault ma, its not my fault honey,
I swear, dont hate me, I need you.
Yes, we know now, we know never to trust me.
But this one time, just this once,
Can you make me smile,
For the last time, my love, my hate.
Let me write, it will set us free.
Please, my master, my emperor,
Look upon me, the least of your beings, make me write.
Now you realise it cannot be written.

But yet I write, I hope, I dream.
We wake up everyday, to the same day, seeing you leave.
And i sleep again shutting my reason, which says,
That tomorrow also,
You wont come and I wont write.