I've travelled down,
Down the lane,
Tries not worth,
Memory of abundant pain.
Love Or hatred, can't distinguish anymore,
Just one word, anguish.
Do I care? Not anymore,
When you left my wounds this sore.
Nothing sort of except tears I can recall,
Rage fills up my mind.
On my hinges,
Innocence makes a fall.
The ashes just left,
They wouldn't either stay.
Everything just fades away.
But now listen and follow closely as I say,
You can't deal with it so just stay away.
As with the burning flames of fire,
My rage is busy making it's pathway.