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depleted.Where can I goFor a refill.My muscles areScreaming.My flesh isslowly decaying.Not to exaggerateBut my fleshIs out of date.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

into me see

Really scary. They see into you. They see your insecurities. Will they see Who you are Trying to be? Will they see Past the holes, Moles, scars And patches That are slowly removing? Into me see Every little breaks, Cracks and patches That is holding Me together. Into me see The weakness, The brokenness That … Continue reading into me see

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

The human behind the ink

Perfectly flawed.A beautiful mess.Smiling and moving on.Trying with each dayNot to turn back. The human behindThe ink.Perfectly imperfect.Loved unconditionallyBy someone who maybeIn the present orWaiting in the future. The human behindThe ink.It could be meIt could be you.We all hide behindSomething.Ashamed of beingVulnerable.Scared to be seenBut yearning to be seen. The human behindThe ink.The human … Continue reading The human behind the ink

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

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.