re: addicted #18

why. why. my. my. i am back in this state the state where hope and dreams are pixelated. the instantaneous escapes, the immediate gratifications, the almost too real life that is present in front of your very eyes locked in the rectangular box in an unending cycle of refreshing, re-watching, renewing. i am tired. butContinue reading “re: addicted #18”

re: sense three #16

Breathing in The intensity of the situation, The wastes of my time, The dread of my mess. Taking in, Collected. Breathe in… … … .. . Breathe out… … … … … … .. .. . Breathe. “Now.” “we need a solid plan.” … .. . “God.” Dear God, I am here, just as IContinue reading “re: sense three #16”

re: sense one #11

Searing, my head was throbbing in pain as I got out from the trance. Sitting, staring blankly into the emptiness that lied within me, as far as I could see. I sat singularly in the middle of nothingness, rolling with everything that I got, I was still unable to control my body as if IContinue reading “re: sense one #11”

catharsis 10

head to head we face depression you are actually not as scary as i thought, the only thing that is intimidating is when i hide from you, as i came to you, you are nothing compared to me; you are a mere hindrance to the greatness that resides within me; you are just lonely, empty,Continue reading “catharsis 10”

Can. It…

Heaving heavily after pushing open the front doors, knowing that only darkness was lingering around with me. Its presence was prominent. I was micro-sleeping on my drive back, beaten down by the everyday errands, my heart was wearied to get back up again. I’m worried. The little ol’ faith squeaked inside me. Tired, my eyelids were heavierContinue reading “Can. It…”

Inner Battle

It’s March, a quarter of the year has gone, and I have deteriorated from bad to worse, and from worse to worst in a matter of a month. I have been neglecting sleep, studies, and devoted my life into indulging into non-existential stuffs, such as doing nothing, browsing mindlessly through Youtube and other social platforms.Continue reading “Inner Battle”

Knife Vs. Revolver

Two men, back-to-back against each other. Two sets of heartbeats, not in sync. One was flushing in confidence and determination, another palpitating in fear and having a skeptical foresight of losing the match, maybe losing his life too. One vast sandy patch of land, far away from the small village, no signs of other life,Continue reading “Knife Vs. Revolver”