The Day ...

The Day I Lost My Everything.. & gained access to the layers of my internal Consciousness

The Day I Lost..
Everything ...
My dreams, Him..
& Everything in between...
©Borislava Zo™

Block..
Damn...
such an easy decision,
Done within a minute ..
A second ...
& you no longer takin'
& playin a part ..
In someone's life..
You ain't a first..
Not even a second..
You a page, ...
Not even a chapter...
lesson learned ...
a mistake...
and forgotten...
Skip forward..
Amazing ...

Yet you pray..
for them to know
that they ain't
just a character..
On the screenplay
they are a main..

But you lost it ..
and lost them..
Agaaaaaain..
Restart and replay..
Game over..
Low Score..
Better Luck
& then just next ..
Game or be ..thrones
thrown out of the window
of future tense..
You ain't even continuous ..
You a virus, a bug ...
A sin, a question mark...
Erased..

Next step ...
Undertake change,
Forsake dreams...

Change countries..
But your feelings ...
Still there.. remain,
Get manic, depressed..
they the constant,
the flame..
The sole reason ..
you alive ...You remain..
Their worst.. & they your gift..

And blame.. is
on You..
On your
Mentaly Insane..
Brain and Attitude..
If you want them
Okay, mate...
Just say it..
Just indicate..
write a song or a quote..
A book.. A novel..
A sentence..

Let them know
that they rock..
Not onleeeeey...
But they your solid rock.. ...
Your anchor,
Your harbour...
But you forgot
to pay your customs...

Still blocked?
No wonder..
you always been
a portrait too dark to
enlighten.. to picture..
Too much Scorpio
venom in your vains..

Too much cities,
too much thunder and rain..
enough hurricanes..
devastation and pain..
You leave them aching ...
You ask for no forgiveness ...
none given...
Move on to the next..
Airplane.. forget their faces,
their names..
They were beautiful,
but so is the stage ...
Role play...
Chin up...
Take a bow
& Replay.. In a different theatre..
Same Play,
just various variants
Of an ever growing,
exponential equation of a theme..
A Lifeframe, a Destination to reach..
In the darkest of tunnels..
Lights and constellations of hope..
Dreams and positive energy ...
Flickering behind the layers of regrets.

Next...
© Borislava Zo™