#Scribblings1 The Strong Girl!
I miss my mother's warmth,
I miss being my mother's favorite child, which
I never had been.
I miss her calling me fondly.
The tablets on the table are tempting,
I miss my Granny when she used to
be near me protecting me when I am
afraid of lightning and thunder.
The tablets on the table are tempting,
when everyone around turned their back on
me when I needed them the most,
when they vent out all their frustration
on me, when they left me all alone
emotionally and mentally.
When even the God on whom I once had the
immense faith and respect shut me out
completely, I think he decided not to hear me
anymore.
The tablets on the table are tempting,
when I was hurting from inside out
and even my playlist failed to heal
me anymore; even my high volume
headphones doesn't shut out all the
inner voices.
I think I went too far from being
healed, to the state that I can't be
healed at all, to the extreme state of suffering.
Even though it is tempting, I won't
go for it. Because all the while these things
taught me how to deal with the shit
all alone. But here the irony is, even after
teaching me to be alone they wanted me
to get married - to have a soul that shares
our life.
Seriously dude?!
I think it is not to share the life but to share
their burden!
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