No refunds, for Life

The raging seaClashes within me.How to I keep afloat.I get overwhelmedWith every action planLayed out for me.They are hereTo help.But I'm not sureI've got it in meTo see this through. I am depleted.Where can I goFor a refill.My muscles areScreaming.My flesh isslowly decaying.Not to exaggerateBut my fleshIs out of date. Where did I go wrong?Which … Continue reading No refunds, for Life

Half way full

They say that'sA way of beingOptimisticWhen you seeThe cup as halfWay full.Let's dive in a bitDeeper shall we? You are the cup.You are half wayFull.You have a goal.You want to meetYou.You want to beLike them.So you are filledAnd undefeatable. You are never enough.You want to feel enough.You are half way full.It isn't enough.Where's your standards … Continue reading Half way full

Under my feet

I stand on everythingWhich used toSuck the lifeOut of me. I stand onWhat usedTo hold me captive.Under my feetAre my Insecurities. Under my feetIs all the thingsI allowed toDrown  me. Under my feetIs my old life.Under my feetIs all the thingsThat once heldMe captive. I stand undefeatedFor what onceHeld me captive.I now stand on it.For … Continue reading Under my feet

Act of war

Breaking awayFrom the norm.You've said yourFirst noWhich is anAct of war.Everything isA constant struggle. You say noWhen you usedTo say yes.You've brokenAway from the norm.You have becomeAn asylum seekerIn your own head.Where do youGo to?Who do youGo to? I got tiredOf living this way.I got tiredOf always feelingMiserable and suicidal.I am going to sayNo to … Continue reading Act of war

All systems go

The red lightWas activeFor a year.ScheduledRoutinesWere scrubbed off.All systems wereDisrupted. The emergencyWas not planned.The death ratesWere not expected.Traditional freedomWas tampered with.Like caged animalsBut we have it better. Emergency servicesOn high alert.The overseersThe belittledWere lifted first.The down castThe overarchers.Roles were swapped.All systems go. New skillsWere learnt.New barriersWere madeBut not set.Floating aroundFor fear of a backFire.All systems … Continue reading All systems go

The dark room

I am in thedark roomThat's wheredevelopement happens.Tiny bits of exposure.Sparks fearWithin me.My muscle tenses up. I am in thedark room.That's whereDevelopment happens.I thought I'd beHere forever.So I gotconfortable here.The light is comingThrough. I am slowlyBeing exposedWith every eyesThat looks at me.I freeze.I fumble overmy words.I don't understandWhy I amLike this. I got comfortableIn the dark … Continue reading The dark room

Habibi you don’t understand

Your words areLike Plasters thatBatch up my brokennessTogether.Habibi you don't understandI pray you'll understandOne day. When we comeTogether.When we meetPhysically, I prayThat God gives meThe words to exoressHow your wordsSlowly heals me. Your attentionShort or longFeels me up.I was onceFacing each dayEmpty, with nothingBut the all mightyTo fill my starving soul. I have been hurtI … Continue reading Habibi you don’t understand

Withered seed

How does it feelFor a motherTo hold herWithered seed?The soil couldNot nourish it.It grew butNot well enough. A withered plant.A human thatHas been luredIn by death.The whisper of quickEscape from a seeminglyCruel world. My heart scattersI've got internalBleeding thatIs unseen byThe naked eye.But felt by souls. I feel the energyIf doom.I hear the laughterOf deathAs … Continue reading Withered seed

Scared but willing

I am scaredBut willingTo go throughWith it.Because i knowIt is good.I know that itWill be worthIt in the long run. I am scaredBut willingTo go throughWith it.Because I knowThere will be helpAlong the way.I know I am notIn this aloneEven when itFeels like it at times.