Happy Easter?

2:00 am, Easter Sunday

I just want peanut butter jelly~

My 2:00 am wrong decisions.

You really couldn't have it all, I feel alone. All alone. Still thinking what happened, how did it happened, actually. And yeah. I am bitter. Bitter about life.

Bitter about my love life.

Bitter about my academics.

Bitter about my frustrations.

And most of all,

Bitter about pain.

Sweet sorrow, sweet goodbyes

Why is it so hard to let go and move on?

Shadows and horrors of dismay

An ongoing struggle of the mind

A tombstone that reminds an end

An ending of of a life, a reverse

Incandescent, habitual, but never bend

A decision of remorse

I couldn't compose myself to write a poem tonight, since you are forever gone, and I'm forever alone~ I am broken and needed to be fixed, soon.