as.

had been running down from ages
lurking past the shadows of predecessored rages
finding myself staring at the same
dark-blue pinholed blanket of self-inflicted shames.

as to the heavens that heard you
wove a fallacy of two
whispered a soul back to me
from a not so distant treachery.

i said i love you
so many times
i know youve heard me
you still chose to cross your line
i said i need you
but baby i lied
you're nowhere beside me
but you know im doing fine.

since when did a mastered craft
sweetly surrenders to words which makes you laugh
cheering for the creation of the world
that succumbs and crumbles after you.

as you can see the shattered pane
of that wrecked running train
has been flashing in front of me
delivered by an epiphany.