• olaide 19w


    Thinking in despair
    Bonded with my unended agony
    Tied with the shackles of regret
    Dying in my thought with sadness
    Losing my mind to the path of darkness
    Left with my miseries
    Till they became my best friends
    Wandering why it had to be like that
    Only to realize It was PAIN
    You struck like a lion with the roar of a thunder
    And made me understand I shouldn't have ruckused with you
    Instead i should accept your ironic purpose
    And now that I did I have seen the delight of your purpose
    And hope our bonded connection would never get to be unbonded