Hurt...betrayal...stigma..remorse

All these feelings crept their way to my heart and mind

Was it the punishment I deserve...was my sin that sinful?

After that night, I went to the cemetery. Looking out for them was my guilt but right now, it was an enigma to me

Why should I render myself to this

Why should I anguish myself into this

Why did I have to fall for her

Why am I insecure

" Who the fuck are all these bitches to judge me "  I yelled drunkardly

Who knew me better than my myself

I was remorsed...fatigued and yet no tolerance to cry

- " WHY DID YOU HAVE TO BETRAY YOU FUCKING COCONUT ASS HEAD!!" I yelled aloud, knocking as a street pole

That pain...was nothing compared to what I felt

I felt... Nauseated of guit

- "Fuck Karma " I whispered

- "Fuck you too " she answered back