Heartbreak.

Memories they say never do fade.
Open wounds are indeed the hardest to heal.

How do I liberate these memories from this prison I call heart?
I am at my wits end.

I severed the ties with these appealing nightmares of mine, with the hope of opening a new chapter.
Conversely, it was a wild goose chase. 

This beautiful nightmare I call it.
Is drowning me in misery.
I have hence, resolved to set fire into this dream I once held dear.

Love is the medicine I need but a luxury I cannot afford.