There is a whirlwind inside of me.

I am trying best, iI am trying out of my way.

a suction so deep

 

honesty- a word become so NON- EXISTENT in my life. no more i believe it, myself

I have lost ME somewhere..

I think its better to not feel anymore, feelings hurt, 

when u feel for someone, it becomes real, all those fairy tales you hear from childhood, starts to take shape in an amazing pattern,

not a knight in shining armour riding on a horse or a girl in a full blown pretty dress.

its just it- no words can compare.

 

my dreams have died inside, the truth has died. i used to dream fearlessly, but now, m scarred..

nothing happened on the journey, but everything tumbled down, just came down like a pack of cards.

why I couldn't dream again? i can- but i chose not to, i don't want to.

I have faltered, just when i thought i stood up on a rock, it also started to crumble- questioning me all the way about my dignity, about my honesty, about me!

 

years of questioning has left me desolate, nowhere to run, even i have left myself.

the impossible looks all the more impossible.

 

I have always settled for the second best, i thought i can make it, but i guess, its not something you read in books for the truth, its something that unfolds..by itself

 

your photo on the wall, doesn't speak to me anymore, maybe I haven't looked at it enough. maybe u left me, when i was with you, while looking in your eyes.

 

you are far away when u r with me, i am alone even with you next to me.