I was at that place where it was darker than dark,

Pain really left a mark.

Scars were deeper than 6 feet underground,

Ever since they haven't been around, I feel like my heart can no longer be found.

My soul craved for their faces,

My soul for their presence!

Bitterness seeped in on this void inside my chest,

Though I know that forgiveness is what's best,

Trusting others became harder,

Regret stabbed fiercer,

Distrust became stronger,

Phobias in my long list again were added as traumatic experiences piled up like my laundry on its basket,

Oh! How long will I be imprisoned in this cell that I myself, created?

Isn't it just lonely that I am living in complete misery?

Ain't it sad to live and breathe without my favorite company?

Or besides Jesus, Holy Spirit and GOD - the only ones that really know me?