I lie still. Unmoving. Jaded and dazed. Walking my mind through this dense forest of thoughts that magically throw me into some unknown past.. I have nowhere to run, no place to go.
The present hour sickens, kills, mocks, disgusts and presses me down under. Im shoved deeper- deeper and harder into a dark hollow that sees no hope of light at the other end. Sees no escape. With faint and surreptitious moves, invisible hands hurl me farther below, and my frantic cries of hapless misery are as insignificant as a needle dropped in water, so it quietly settles down without creating the slightest stir.
I bear an emptiness within me; similar to the one that dwells in the parting of two endeared souls. There’s weightlessness created by the massive vaccum which my little heart so nonchalantly endures- these bravado endorsements being for the outside world. There’s pomp and gusto and gamble and game, which rambles on from between my ribs, time and again.
Stupid and vague as it seems, this is, an account of my life. Writing which I am so confused that it appears well in my utter disarray of words!
My life- a life which everyone thinks is blessed and beautiful. Beautiful so it dearly embraces all the ugliness and blessed, so it neatly encompasses every gory curse thrown (laughingly) at it.
But oh! I have a good life.. the nicest of sorts! Superficially, it may seem like the happiest song ever sung, but what lies down below the music, is plain rat-tat-tat.. Absolute nothingness. ___________________
Great! Now I know, how earnestly you say you’re my Friend!
