Cold and Undone

To them life seems to be fruitful,
But for me it is not so cheerful
Though I usually pretend
To do the same and end to a victory
People have a feign that I am always happy.

All the abodeness of this place,
Matters nothing to me, without you
Life is so lonely, so hollow, so cold,
Footsteps and echoes
And I have nowhere to go.

Gone are those days when we were together,
Now there are only wounds
Of helplessness and silence
Though it is said that time is a good healer,
But here it is quite venomous.

Always, I have assented to your activities,
Have acclaimed all your doings
And have helped you in achieving them
So, how have I become a threat.

Previously, I used to feel you at every stone's throw
And I want that feeling back,
I had no ax to grind in whatever I confessed,
I am neither abstaining,
Nor condemning your sayings and feelings.

Rather I am not able to control mine,
I just want our life to be in an apple pie order,
And if there would be an apple of discord,
I would rather eat the apple,
And the matter will get solved.

I would firmly abide by what I said,
Would do my best to bring tranquility
And happiness in your life,
All I want from you is,
To consider a small petition of mine.