How Can I Believe?

Really?

Is that what your answer after years of silence?

Is it looking that much simple?

Don't you know the scars on my heart?

Don't you know the volume of tears I made?

My life went through the songs of volcanoes,

With the tunes of thunders and unknown lyrics,

Self-blame and self hurting became my habits,

Half-hearted smiles became my existence,

I completely lost the ability to trust anyone,

Because of the memories gifted by your so-called love,

Hope has been left and regret occupied the brain,

And now you came and asked me

Why don't you believe?

I mean it,

My eyes requested my brain not to believe you,

Because they remember the pain your love given in the form of tears,

How Can I believe you?

How Can I believe?