LIFE OF PAINLESS PAIN
Deserted
by everyone, I felt a shivering cold beneath my spine that shook the very
existence of my life. As if I could ask for a fortune that could tremble my
pain by resurrecting my dead soul which is deprived of love, company and
feelings.
HOPE
is not a bad thing but depends on the factor, how you confront it. A lot of
hope is bad as the same goes for a diminutive one. As being an introvert hope
is the only thing I can rely on, which acts both as a friend and a foe for me.
Well depression leads to hope which vanquishes both reality and your ability to
think and react. It overwhelms the very existence of life.
All
I wish for is salvation from my phantasm life by any means, as specificity is
no more a part of me. Tired of the desires and anticipations I have been
engraving in my mind, hoping them to turn into reality someday. After being
thrashed and torn up by the miseries of life I ended up living a dejected life,
as if it seems to be the only way to cheer up for being born as a human being.
Leading a solitary life is not too tough, though the real pain that grasps you
is when you are reminded of your piteous life.
Often
the harsh circumstances of life, pressurizes me to think over the harmony of
life which is just a dreadful curiosity for me. As my mind lingers around my
self-made delusion world, I feel alleviated as if I have lost a burden out of
my heart. After carefully thinking of it, I guess that’s the best part of me or
I suppose that’s the very definition of my existence.
Now here is what an exemplary of mind-jumble would I like to call :
There’s
the girl, the one closest to my heart and soul, a sign of life left in me till
the last ounce. Who is she to me? The question I have been asking myself for
the past few years. Is she the one I had been longing for my whole life or just
some random girl to whom I was attracted because of her cute and innocent face.
But how to explain the pain that surges in my heart the instant I recall her
face. Might be a sign I was waiting for
my whole life or a dreadful izanami cast upon me.
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