pieces of me..

times like these..

efforts dont please

misunderstood ..

or a swing of mood

a test once again

I attempt in vain..

three in a day..

tis much can i weigh

That needeth much more

unknowingly hurt to the core

What I've given away,

making a full day..

ended with glass like beads

I can't deal with these..

On the player..

thought brave to face yesteryears

still failed to maintain

emotions refrained..

in the hope that welcome is forgotten

farewell to thoughts of forsaken.

still.. memories etched so clear

wish it didn't feel so near..

still feeds on meek me.

Yes I am still weak.