I sold my love


I sold my love for a few grams of hash
A few hits of heroin and a sniff of coke
The compass that navigated my steps towards you
Is now broken with its needle only pointing in my veins
I started lurking in the shadows
Hiding behind the façade
Shunning out everyone that told me to stop
Told me to reconsider my path
I kissed your wilting petals a final goodbye
As I crushed you between the sole of my feet
Walked away like you never existed in my life
The voices in my head are back again
And this time they promise to stay
I scribble on the walls and the floors
Of how I sold my love for a few grams of hash
A few hits of heroin and a sniff of coke
Of how I broke the compass that navigated me towards life
And how much I miss you in the morning when the clock strikes five

About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m an ordinary person and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

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