I hate this sad hours time.

You

By : Mellyna Diniar

Poems and poetries completed with their perfect sounds

Visualized by her smooth within soothing voices

I was deeply into their words until my soul rejected to sleep

Gloomy sound of music bandages with my aching heart

You, you, you. why couldn't be another you

Why is it always you the same, 

You who perfectly dumped me

The complete scenarios you've made

Those playing victim modes played

I might be the one who did it but the roots smudged on you

Coffee.. perfectly made has poured into my scars

Giving you the sense of incapability of me being yours

Why did you choose me over a million girls out there

Technically kissing me with such a row of ravishing dreams

Coming back to me with these and those long long texts

Pretending that you love me, 

Patting me who was crying in your shoulder

Why did you come up with such a thing

In the end, you erased me from your daily

Even your memory well said then, you said then, fuck off.

Were that you who came first with your silly butterflies

Bloody vile, you wished the word 'get lost' directed at me

Salute on you, salute on me, salute on us

If I were Joe I'd promisingly be psychopathic mortal 

Chopping up your flesh to death

Then, repeating those in another life

The you who found dead in my flat 

Sincerely,

Me