Twenty-Second February, 10:31 PM.


The other day I was crying,
But the funny thing is,
I was crying just today,
oh,
in fact,
just now,
right now.
Because everything changed so suddenly,
so warning-less-ly.
My journal became a distant classmate,
and,
the victim of my curses - my partner in everything.
It's strange.
I don't fit,
anywhere,
anymore,
but maybe that's because,
I'm not so slim,
I was never one of those,
who cried under the shelter of night,
who screamed silently,
who sobbed under control,
who's afraid to awaken the others,
I'm tired,
everyone expects,
but do they not see?
I know how much will,
kill me.

PS- This was written right after I cried and thus, is exaggerated and melodramatic. I did not want to post this but I like the way it's written if you overlook the drama and feelings.

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