A Taste of Society

I stepped inside..

The voices made me do it!

The voices in my head said the same thing as they did!

They’re screaming at me, and I don’t know why!

I’ve been trapped in a room with no escape.

They make me fear myself, hate myself!

And I don’t know why!!

I’m suffocating in this room but there’s no escape!

I’m scared of this place I’m in!

But no one cares.

They  say I belong here,

But how can they expect me to know where I belong when I don’t even know who I am any more.

As I entered the room,

I lost myself completely…


Have you ever been in that kind of situation where you have to choose between two people? One who has been there for you in every situation since childhood, shes the one you have the maximum fights with and the worst ones. And the other person whos exactly like you! Not in one way, but in many ways…

The worst part: They both hate each other! And your’e stuck because you don’t know who to choose! The irony is that when you’re with either of the two, and their respective groups, you feel like you don’t belong there! This feeling makes you numb… Have you ever been in such a Dilemma?


via Daily Prompt: Dilemma


The Illusionist

I feel, everybody should learn to love themselves, because only we know how we truly feel. Some may empathise with you, but do they know the intensity of your feelings? Can they feel exactly like you do?

Besides, no ones going to be there forever! Love is nothing but an illusion.. and when you get out of it, you’ll be too broken to think straight. In this deep, dark and scary world; people will come and go, no one will stick beside you during the hurricanes and storms…. So stop cribbing about it and go make the most of your limited time on this planet.

Its all going to end someday. Yes, even the illusions!

Unpredicted Storms

She was gentle,

like a breeze.

They treated her like an airstream.

No one saw the storm that was inside her head.

No one tried to prevent the hurricanes in her life.

All they did was aggravate them enough for them to turn into tsunamis.

In time, it all calmed down.

And it rained,

It was so relieving and soothing.

She smelled the rain drops fall upon the fresh soil and smiled to herself,

Lying ten feet under it,

Inside her grave..

The girl in ruins

Have you ever felt like everything they say about you is true? Like, people just walk into your life and when you start to get attached to them, do they just leave? Without a single trace; leaving you to yourself and your miserable world.

Do you feel stupid that you thought that someone, might just come into your life and fix you? Did you let them into your life thinking ‘this might be it’? Were you that stupid!?

Now all thats left off you is ruins. And you can do nothing but end it all, or wait for magic..


They follow us around,

Mix among the crowd.

And disappear in the dark.

We know who they are,

their presence is natural.

But have you ever sat and wondered,

“Do shadows have voices?”

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Her eyes were stars,

Her smile was made up of diamonds,

She was fire.

A fire that undulated with time.

He was the ocean,

He reflected her eyes,

Admired her smile.

Put off her fire.

Of course, the moon was brighter…

The irony of nature

Her eyes were stars,

Her smile was made up of diamonds,

She was fire.

A fire that undulated with time.

He was the ocean,

He reflected her eyes,

Admired her smile,

Put off her fire.

Of course, the moon was brighter.

The Cradle of Life

Your feelings aren’t priority,

Your opinion doesn’t matter.

Life is a curse.

You suffocate in a big black hole,

thats in your heart.


You’re loud but so soft.

Stone cold yet sensitive.

You’re happy but still sad.

Your laughs are simply silent cries.

You need someone but you don’t need anyone.


You’re independent but still dependent.

Invincible yet convincible,

Strong and vulnerable.

Invisible yet detectable.

Your sorrows are merely faux alarms.


You use the future to escape reality,

The past to escape the present.

You’re stone cold and bold,

But you’re still a shattered stone.


You’re in a cradle called life,

rocking into discomfort every time you  fall asleep.

You look around and realise,

You’re alone..

A mere oblivion

You wonder how it all started,

Remembering the beautiful moments you shared with people.

Thinking about dark times,

when you were left to stand alone.


Gasping for air,

trying to reach out to something,

and realising theres nothing to hold onto.


You’re scared of the future,

because of what has passed.

Wishing that the past was oblivious,

and you were numb.


Wondering how it all started,

You wish you didn’t remember it anymore.


Coming back to life – Pink Floyd

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
‘Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me

While you were hanging yourself on someone else’s words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight …into the shining sun