should i complain...

standing alone on the path we travelled..
unable to move as if my feet is anchored..
staring at the trails that remain after you left..
just holding on to ur memories, that i have kept..

unable to talk as if i have lost my speech..
even if i understand that you are out of reach...
still i search for ur hand , as i am about to fall..
just wish someone to tell "M there". that's all.

can't go to my dear ones.. It's them i fear.
as i know they will laugh away on the pain i bear..
cant hear their remarks that "its all your fault"
"Dude, you only opened your misery's vault"

i bear a smile.. as if its drawn on my lips..
to all my tears.. this smile will eclipse.
i search for my angels, for i need them the most..
but i guess through my mistakes.. its them also i lost..

still as i take a turn and take another road..
all i see is the piles of my mistake as i strode..
finally standing on the highest cliff..
perhaps falling down from here might bring me relief..