I hide my pain in my dimples because that’s the only place where no one will doubt my sadness.
I quit looking in the mirror when Jenny told me to run away from anything that scares you.
My happiness is afraid of being alone so my mind still believes that you are sitting there and listening my thoughts scream.
Over the years I have learnt that lost is the best place to be because no one will find me there.
I always trusted my eyes because Meera told me that my eyes can’t lie. So today I rubbed it hard and only a tear of numbness came out.
I lie about the facts of my suffering. So where is the truth you ask. I kept it on the lower side of the tongue. Mom taught me that this side can’t feel the bitterness. She might be wrong but I like to believe it.
My mind is screaming, screaming hard enough for the deaf dead souls to feel something.
So one day Avni asked will you date yourself? First time I knew the answer. That the only person I need to save myself from — is me. Why would I date me? How will I fall in love?
The worst part about me is I can’t stop being me.
I told everyone that art will save us but when I look at my playlist, it just looks like a sheer cry for help.
I am tired, tired of telling this person that everything is ok but one day with anger, she asked me to show my tongue and damn it! IT WAS BLACK
