of yesterday

my wounds
they heal in patches
just like the streets of kathmandu-
they always leave scars behind
my memories
they dig deep into me at their own free will
somehow, i’m never prepared enough-
to face those rainy days
and at night
the muddy potholes fill up my eyes
as i try to sleep to my own lullaby

 

note: i wrote this last year. i had posted it and then deleted it. hahaha…anyways, re-posting it again.

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