Someone kept on banging the door last night.
He appeared to be so livid.
I was so curious about whom that man was.
Without any reluctance,
I unlocked the door.
And I found out,
it was him again.
Carrying baskets of experiences from the past!
Perhaps, that’s what he likes to do.
Bringing back bullshits,
that I would no longer want to recall.
I unintentionally touched his arms,
it was full of blood.
I confronted him
but he’s not listening.
I tried to fight,
but he’s invulnerable.
but I did not escape.
I saw his face, and it’s horrifying.
I was terrified.
He removed all my happy thoughts
and let all the negatives remain.
He gave me burdens,
and deep sense of loss.