There are moments,when your heart stops responding.Moments when you hate the mere faces you see around,specially the masked one.The feeling is intense when the emotions you have finds no partner for love-making,or to be heard.Like a twig that falls from a tree but nobody cared enough or picked it up,healed it.That twig is all stale and just lying nearby its parent tree..Yes it actually happens.
I feel it.Like things choking and not coming back to me.Suffocating it might be.For sure it is profound.
I question my existence is a reality or a myth for my thoughts seem myths to other.So what better I become now?A myth yet again?Perplexing conjecture become the hard,raw truth at times..you see it and don’t want to accept it… yet you know,there it is..your part of lie.Sore and naked.
I tried hard and struggled bad to make everything ravishing about myself,people still tangle me in their manipulative games,that unspoken hatred glares from their eyes and sometimes so brutal that is shines from their dark heart,I’ve collected myself many times and made peace often with these surroundings yet somehow I feel the threshold point exceeding the hold.I am entwined in my own walls of fear now as if I am drowning..in my inner chaos that my mind refuse to make peace with.Sublimity of thoughts somehow is being crushed and destructed thus making me go deeper and deeper.Now as I am in the waters,I feel happy here, it amazed me first still the tranquility is speechless to describe.I am satisfied deep down,maybe I needed a lone time?I needed my own peace where I could satisfy only myself and no other hearts as they will pierce me only till I bleed..bleed so bad,my face turns blue and so does my heart.
I do not wish to float on souflle` of clouds because if it bursts I shall come down on earth so its better to be drowned.I am still in a state of furore,don’t know what people will again inject in me,I am exhausted and lost each day and now I don’t expect miracles to stop the pain so I shall remain underneath without being vindictive anymore,hoping may I find my little pieces of heart so that I can connect and rejoin them once again,in this emptiness.