My bruising heart

My heart is bruising…
Not a tear left in my eyes to fill it.
Purple nerves and swollen heart,
Wish I could go back to her, though I know I can’t.

Its all cracked to the core,
Geysers of emotions flowing out..
My soul longing for her illusion,
And my wobbly state for a solution.

I miss her smell, her smile, her hair…
Chaos define me without her care.
I see us in the kitchen, in the bed and the couch,
Lost in the lie until the clock stings me to ouch!

I find comfort in the snapshots we clicked,
Memories keep me alive since my wonderland ditched.
I don’t close my eyes for the fear of her dreams,
As i dont wanna end up again waking in screams.

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