I was the regret-
To them, to you and myself,
Turned into shades of anger.
Nobody turned around to seek out,
Nobody heard my deafening screams
And amidst that nobody,
I found myself standing-
Deaf, mute, blinded and faded!
Devoid of all the colours
I once painted with my smiles;
For the walls had already formed,
Thicker than the strongest shell
Yet weak enough to withstand
That bubble of screaming ache inside;
But it was fine for me all along,
Until you filled my every reasons
Into an ocean of your disappointments;
Reminding me of all those unattended scars
I once burried with my nonchalance.
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