Remnants of the past
Sometimes its seems that the past has already been forgotten..
She had already Packed her bags n left everything behind.
all those painful ugly memories...hidden away in one tiny corner of her mind.
locked in it and the keys thrown far far away..
and yet,
sometimes all it takes is to bump into a familiar looking face to get reminded of all those painful ugly memories.
All those times she had wept miserably..
all those times she had been driven to a state of self-Pity.
all that Pretence of being Contented and Optimistic in life,
When she was just a Pathetic morbid negative pessimist inside all the while.
Deformed.Unwanted & Used.
It hurts when she thinks abt it.
It still hurts her straight in the gut.
all that feeling of being helpless and weak.
But She had vowed then never to turn back.
She had vowed never to Be driven to that state of self pity anymore.
No one's gona her hurt anymore.
No one's gona make her cry.
Life is beautiful for her right now.
and nothing's gona change that..
Not you.Not them.No one.
She'll wither no more.