I find myself at the ruins of the past..
Broken, still walking on..
I find thy soul scattered apart..i try to fix up on my own..
I look up the sky..and imagine! How the world would be if I were a different being!?
The sky rusted with the dust..
winds blowing..feels aghast!
Smells of poison lingers on my nose..
I killed thyself..but I am not yet done!
Am leaning on the future..the past lingers..
I walk up to..where the sun rise..
I walk up to thee..
I find none…cos I killed thee!!
That was not my revenge..
That was my pleasure..
Cos you killed me…for I wasn't your treasure!