How heart-breaking it is,
when people walk away,
got exhausted of the things you’ve said
over, and over again.
They’ve constructed blockades,
and refrain dealing with you.
Perhaps, that would typical human-beings do,
when they get along with
pessimists, paranoids, depressed.
“Friend” they called you once,
you made them laugh
at times they wanted it,
you removed all their loads.
You gave them words,
to uplift their wrecked spirits.
One Friday night,
you looked-for them, seeking help;
but they’re unreachable.
Invisible, unable to see them, and feel them, either.
It hurts so much,
like terrorists implanted bombs in your body,
after a minute, it eventually burst, so painful.
Similar emotion when you were a 5-year old kid,
enjoyed frolicking everywhere with peers,
jumping and running around,
you unexpectedly fell in a rough ground.
It feels like living,
and dying at the same time.
Complicated.
Confusing.
Sad.
