Walking undestined
Watching around aimlessly.
Traffic buzzing higher decibels
But feeling lonely on this night.
No clouds yet no stars
Like the Me with no hope.
Why isn't any tree showing any moment?
Maybe they are exhausted just like me.
Should I walk a little more?
Should I play a rock song and dance it off?
Or should I just stand still like that sky above?
Lost is what my whole existence feels
And I would say it is a terrible feeling that kills.
-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SUICIDE LETTERS
RandomI'm fine but I still write them sometimes... I think we all do it, we all feel it. We try not to give into them but sometimes we stay in that sadness and let ourselves read those rotten thoughts.
