I cannot write in riddles anymore. I am trying to reach you. I do not know anything except the fact that you are not alright there. I can feel that you have something to tell me. I am severely depressed and my actions are proof for the same. I am hiding from the outer world entirely. Am unable to face the failure you have given me.
Am disturbed from head to toe, in all other mental dimensions as well. It feels like a cancer has spread throughout. The pain arising out of it only makes me silence myself in turn.
We are made for each other. I carry all our memories and moments. I carry our dreams and fantasies. I carry our talks of Together Forever. Where did I miss making it to the mark, my Love? Give me an answer. My soul is pleading to run out of this body. My mind is busy burning every ounce of energy to find you. My heart is racing to reach out to you.
We have had enough words, my Love. It is time for actions. Either come and show me the light. Or, go and take my Life with you. But, please do not keep me in this state. I am unable to do anything. I am lying like a vegetable here. No riddles here. This is what is going on here.
-rPhoenix
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