Broken

The last time I saw your face,
You looked like an angel.
Those green eyes stared into me,
My soul was full of grace.

Your laughter rings in my ears,
As I hear you call me again.
Your screams grow even louder
As I cry each night away.

You go even further,
As I miss you more each day.
You say you love somebody else,
So I try to stop you from running away.

I am broken,
Everytime I hear you laugh or see your face,
i am broken,
Everytime when I think you are gone and will never be back again.


My hands are red and bleeding,
And I died when you left
There's no point on screaming,
No one's listening anyways.

----Bhaskar... 20/3/07