Imprints

Imprints Euphoria- Pleasure with no pain. But I guess my euphoria was drowning in pain We were running and skipping streets Dancing to our souls’ beat Our heads were clouded Our parents were waiting We were a pack of lies Making mistakes We were drinking cheap beer and inhaling cocaine We were of our minds We were just teenagers mixing drugs with our pain I saw her glance at us I felt myself smirk She started walking faster We began following quicker My friend mustered a hoot at her (Later he would not remember that) We formed a circle around her We trapped a soul Or rather killed it But at that time who knew the gravity of what we were doing? She abused him He pushed her she slapped him It aggravated me We pushed her into the empty street Her screams, bereft of the world I remember putting my hands on her body I remember her nails piercing into my skin And I forced myself on her She screamed , cried probably kicked too I laughed, mocked, probably raped too She went silent after some time And sobbed every time Every time we kissed her Every time we entered her She was breaking into pieces, with every minute While we were becoming the biggest sinners with every second I guess we left her then her life to destiny And today I saw the lives I killed - the parents, the brothers’, the sisters’ We are behind these bars But very far from our punishment. We are drowning our sorrows They are announcing my death, my escape This is the easiest escape The hardest would have been seeing her every day A reminder of my sins The imprints on my skin Reminding me how much she fought back I wish these tears could wash away my touch I wish I could reverse it on myself I wish I could say ‘ I am sorry again’.