VOID
Have you ever felt everything worthless
The air you breathe carries no sense, you just inhale and exhale.
Events lead you to rumination,
uncovering your own situation
you feel low and then go for retaliation.
Not for revenge,
your mind tries to find reasons for getting even.
Blaming yourself you forgive others.
Wrapped inside the bubble of guilty conscience
you stand frozen,
not able to understand what is going around,
suddenly your heart turns into a battleground.
The pain inflicted upon you becomes routine and
you cannot die anymore.
Even death is powerless until it comes
till then living becomes a canvas
painted with regrets and heartaches.
Nothing seems to fancy our dying thoughts and
we live accepting fate is the greatest
but I have stopped living in hope
rather I am in a denial of everything,
If I could I would deny life too.


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