I ran as much as I could to catch up with life, but my own blood thrashed me down, shattering the hope I was left with..
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I ran as much as I could to catch up with life, but my own blood thrashed me down, shattering the hope I was left with..
Blank!
Blank has got infinite interpretation, emptiness holds yet alot of emotions, memories, time. But few will realize its true meaning, true depth, true instinct, when you have that blankness deep inside your bloody heart.
I was a butterfly. Infact I didn't become one just because I wanted to, I have put all my effort and life on stake to become one. I tried hard from a mere ugly caterpillar to become a butterfly with pretty wings. I was flying fine. Really fine. Happily. One day, I thought this is not the end of happiness and went to find more. I wrongly went to a spider's web and get caught there as I trusted his words. I fought for my life really well and in that fight, I could push the spider away from the web and he fell down onto a another web. After the fight, when I tried to get away from that web, I was not able to move even a bit. I was stuck. I was in pain. I didn't cry for help. I felt I deserved it and tried my best and thought if someone really cares about me, will help me to get up, I was so adamant and I couldn't trust anyone else. Because, the spider had asked me to trust him when I went upto him. Now, my wings are lost. There is no wings. I have again become a caterpillar. A really ugly caterpillar. Will the wings come back? Can I fly again? Can I be happy as before? I want colours, I want to feel the wind. I just want to breathe a whole new air outside this web. No one gonna pick me up, only way out is to get my wings back. I will be waiting. To fly again, even higher and with even beautiful wings.
X : I told you my pain because I felt you are also hurt somewhere.
Someone: We all have some kind of problem, Yea.
X(untold) : We all have problems, but it doesn't mean everyone can understand us. What matters is how they over come their problem - did they overlook others' hurt? Did they suffer alone? Did they put someone also in pain? Did they feel sorry for the other? Did they realize why it is a problem? And also how the person turned out to be, once the problem is resolved. Did she become vengeful? Is he compassionate even now? Understanding? Ignorant? Pathetic? This matters! I feel you are not as bad as you could be..
How do I overcome It?!
I could have saved my life!
I could have saved my happiness!
I could have saved my tears!
Just I turned my eye out of it, and here I am!
Debts
I have only me
It is hard to realize that we are alone. For me, I am all alone. I don't want to blame anyone, and it seems I am a born loner and love to be alone. But what makes my heart gets stop is the thought no one gives a fuck on it, no one puts an effort, may be I have pushed them away. That they are afraid to come back. I understand, though it hurts, I love this loneliness as well. But I don't know how long can I love this. Or will. Life is not meant to be fair. Life is never meant to be meaningful. It just flows like a river. Some people get stuck somewhere and refrain from flowing further. They would flow again once they realize what they need to live is to flow with the time. You do whatever you can do to make this life eazy for you. Some even find difficult to do that because, being our life easy means that we are not living its purpose. I have only me, and I flow like a river.
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Being Strong At Times People Least Expect..Tends To Be A Great Weakness!
An instance of being Desperate:
Dying to forgive ones who hurt you though they are not asking for forgiveness - just to hold them back!!
Why am I left with only Whys and even more Hows?!!!!
More you live, the More it become beautiful some one said..
More I live, the More I feel it was...