Sharing Our Innermost Thoughts

YOU!
peeping through the fence in daylight,
peeping through the windows in moonlight.
knowing truth, fighting with myself in a parliament of feelings and senses.
you weren’t my addiction but true attachment,
to a feeling and in the back bench.
had a clue but didn’t want to glue,
the road back is hunting and bleeding.
wish you knw the pain of dragging a heart
through the sharp bumps of a cemented road.
the emptiness of hands is freezing,
can’t replace it coz i deserve this.
there was just a side, a window open with a hope
with crystal glasses for you to scribble and finger paint on thm.
but you choose to hit a stone and leave them to
freeze as stone.