Haunting thoughts

My thoughts are more terrifying than the wildings that roam the deepest darkest jungles and scarier than the monsters that sleep under my bed. My thoughts accuse me of the crimes I didn’t commit and even consider me guilty. At times, my thoughts reminds me of the good times but only to quickly replace them with the bad ones making me question the good ones, were they real or a memory created by mind to fool me? My thoughts keep me awake at night and when I want it to stop I go in a deep slumber. I even try to run far away to a place where it doesn’t haunt me, but it always catches up to me again charging me guilty of a crime I didn’t commit.

Flashbacks

Randoms flashbacks during day
The nightmares at night
Your voice ringing in my ear
Your longing eyes
I’m reminded of your presence
At every waking hour
They say it gets better
But how much can a heart really take
Until it breaks apart
Until the burden is too much to bear
Until what once was close and dear
Starts causing pain and fear

Heartbreak

When the heart breaks, it doesn’t break in two; it breaks into a million little pieces. When you left me you broke my heart once, then again and again, you kept on breaking it until there was no piece left to be broken anymore. The funny part is that every broken piece of my heart held on to the hope that one day you’ll come back and heal my heart. The never-ending hope turned into agony and pain, time stopped and the sky turned grey for a long time but one day it all stopped. I never thought it’ll stop hurting but it did and now when I look back all I see is how far I came and how strong I became. Instead of being angry, I am thankful for making me strong, wise and someone I will always love.