There were moments when I cried alone,There were moments when I admired alone,And wished someone was by my side,Watching the countryside crossing by,And capturing that beauty in my eyes,Then these places remind me of my emptiness,And how many wounds emerge every time,How those wounds by your cruelty emerge,How you kept ignoring me to this point,And I kept remaining patient with you,But you kept ignoring me for long,Coz you knew I loved you so deep,And I would stand by you forever,Your silence gifts me wounds so deep,You have brought this so far,But now I am fading away,Scratching my heart deeper,His words sharp as a knife,I called them my friends, that’s a lie,They all scratched my feelings,Calling me ‘Miss Sensitive’And laughing on my face,He never bothered to know me,And caused these distances,All I ever got were endless wounds,In this thing we called ‘ love’.
I couldn't help writing a blog for so many days, life has been so busy and more hectic than ever. But thank God for that. I am happy doing what I am and a lot of things in life seem stable. But for the past few days or weeks I have been in an inner turmoil.The most hardest thing at times in ones life is when they can not pour out their inner emotions to people around them, especially those they love and a re close. Sadly these relationships wire you so much that you fear losing them and you want to just display a very normal and very composed pattern. When all ears turn deaf or maybe your words stop churning and you end up in a corner which is confined for yourself. Normality, it seems flips and it turns you into an insane human being. You lose your mind and every therapeutic effort seems a waste. You need to wake up and ask yourself where your going wrong. Sometimes the people you come across are simply not worth your time. Do not rush into emotions, if you get an equal vibe tha
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